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RANTIN', ROVIN', ROBIN

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Robert Burns was born in the village of Alloway on 25th January 1759 in an "auld cley biggin", a house made mostly of clay and thatch. When the poet was 9 or 10 days old, a gable end collapsed and mother and child had to be removed temporarily. However, he returned to spend his first seven years there. The cottage still stands as a museum and is visited by thousands of people every year.

“There was a lad was born in Kyle, But whatna day o' whatna style,

I doubt it's hardly worth the while To be sae nice wi' Robin.

Chorus. - Robin was a rovin' boy, Rantin', rovin', rantin', rovin',

Robin was a rovin' boy, Rantin', rovin', Robin!

Our monarch's hindmost year but ane Was five-and-twenty days begun,

'Twas then a blast o' Janwar' win' Blew hansel in on Robin.

The gossip keekit in his loof, Quo' scho, "Wha lives will see the proof,

This waly boy will be nae coof: I think we'll ca' him Robin."

"He'll hae misfortunes great an' sma', But aye a heart aboon them a',

He'll be a credit till us a'- We'll a' be proud o' Robin."

"But sure as three times three mak nine, I see by ilka score and line,

This chap will dearly like our kin', So leeze me on thee! Robin."

"Guid faith," quo', she, "I doubt you gar The bonie lasses lie aspar;

But twenty fauts ye may hae waur, So blessins on thee! Robin."

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