Robert Burns (Роберт Бернс)

Cock Up Your Beaver

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!

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 Johunie lad,
  Cock up your beaver!

1. Weary Fa’ You, Duncan Gray
2. Could Aught of Song
3. My Chloris
4. Fairest Maid on Devon Banks
5. Eppie M’Nab

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