COCK UP YOUR BEAVER.
Tune—“Cock up your beaver.”
[“Printed,” says Sir Harris Nicolas, “in the Musical Museum, but not with Burns’s name.” It is an old song, eked out and amended by the poet: all the last verse, save the last line, is his; several of the lines too of the first verse, have felt his amending hand: he communicated it to the Museum.]
I.
When first my brave Johnnie lad
Came to this town,
He had a blue bonnet
That wanted the crown;
But now he has gotten
A hat and a feather,—
Hey, brave Johnnie lad,
Cock up your beaver!
II.
Cock up your beaver,
And cock it fu’ sprush,
We’ll over the border
And gie them a brush;
There’s somebody there
We’ll teach better behaviour—
Hey, brave Johnnie lad,
Cock up your beaver!