A little bonnet on my head,
And cocket up aboon, lady?
9
‘O dinna think, O dinna think,
O dinna think to ly, lady;
O think nae ye yersell weel matchd
On sic a lad as me, lady?
10
‘Rob Roy was my father calld,
But Gregory was his name, lady;
A little bonnet on my head,
And cocket up aboon, lady?
9
‘O dinna think, O dinna think,
O dinna think to ly, lady;
O think nae ye yersell weel matchd
On sic a lad as me, lady?
10
‘Rob Roy was my father calld,
But Gregory was his name, lady;