by Robert Burns (1759 - 1796)

The Gallant Weaver
Language: Scottish (Scots) 
Where Cart rins rowin to the sea, 
By mony a flower and spreading tree, 
There lives a lad, the lad for me, 
He is a gallant Weaver.
 
Oh I had wooers aught or nine, 
They gied me rings and ribbans fine; 
And I was fear'd my heart wad tine 
And I gied it to the Weaver. 

My daddie sign'd my tocher-band 
To gie the lad that has the land, 
But to my heart I'll add my hand 
And give it to the Weaver. 

While birds rejoice in leafy bowers, 
While bees delight in opening flowers, 
While corn grows green in simmer showers, 
I love my gallant Weaver.

Confirmed with The Book of Scottish Song edited by Alexander Whitelaw, 1843


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