Robert Burns


Come Boat Me O’er to Charlie


COME boat me o’er, come row me o’er,
  Come boat me o’er to Charlie;
I’ll gie John Bose another bawbee,
  To boat me o’er to Charlie.

  We’ll o’er the water and o’er the sea,
    We’ll o’er the water to Charlie;
  Come weal, come woe, we’ll gather and go,
    And live or die wi’ Charlie.

I lo’e wee’ my Charlie’s name,
  Tho’ some there be abhor him:
But O, to see auld Nick gaun hame,
  And Charlie’s face before him

I swear and vow by moon and stars,
  And sun that shines so clearly,
If I had twenty thousand lives,
  I’d die as aft for Charlie.

  We’ll o’er the water and o’er the sea,
    We’ll o’er the water to Charlie;
  Come weal, come woe, we’ll gather and go,
    And live or die with Charlie!

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