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Robin Tamson's Smiddy

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Robin Tamson's Smiddy

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My mither men't my auld breeks and wow but they were duddy o

And sent me tae get shod the meer at Robin Tamson's smiddy o

The smiddy stans ayout the burn a wee bit frae the clachan o

I never yet gaed by the door but fat I fell a lachin o

Auld Robin was a wealthy carl an' had a bonnie dochter o

He widnae lat her tak' a man tho' mony ane had socht her o

But fat think ye o my exploit the time the mare was shooin' o?

I went in tae Robin's pet and briskly fell a wooin' o

Chorus:

Fal a doo a di do

Fal de doo a daddy o

Fal de doo a di do

Auld Robin Tamson's smiddy o

And aye she e'ed my auld breeks the time that we were crackin' o

Says aye my lass ne'er mind the clouts, there's new anes for the makin' o

Gin ye'll consent tae come wi' me an' lea the carl yer faither o

Ye'll get my breeks tae keep in trim, mysel' and a' thegither o

Chorus

Indeed quo she your offers fair, I really think I'll tak' it o

Gang ye awa' get oot the mare, we'll baith sit on the back o't o

For gin I wait my faither's time, I'll wait till I be fifty o

But I will marry in my prime and mak' a wife sae thrifty o

Noo Robin wis an angry carl at tinin o his dochter o

Through a' the kintrae side he ran an' far and near he sought her o

Bit fin he cam' to oor fireside and fan us baith thegither o

Quo I guid man I've ta'en yer bairn an' ye can tak my mither o

Chorus

Auld Robin girned and scrathed his pow, Guid sooth quo he ye're merry o

But I'll e'en tak ye at yer word, and end this hurry burry o

So Robin an' our auld guid wife agreed tae keep thegither o

So I hae Robin Tamson's pet and Rob has ta'en my mither o

Chorus

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