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    robin shure in hairst
    chorus.—robin shure in hairst,
    i shure wi' him.
    fient a heuk had i,
    yet i stack by him.
    i gaed up to dunse,
    to warp a wab o' plaiden,
    at his daddie's yett,
    wha met me but robin:
    robin shure, c.
    was na robin bauld,
    tho' i was a cotter,
    play'd me sic a trick,
    an' me the el'er's dochter!
    robin shure, c.
    robin promis'd me
    a' my winter vittle;
    fient haet he had but three
    guse-feathers and a whittle!
    robin shure, c.