Poem by Robert Burns

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. Fairest Maid on Devon Banks
2. The Highland Lassie
3. Weary Fa’ You, Duncan Gray
4. Farewell to Ballochmyle
5. Lines Written under the Picture of Miss Burns

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