Robert Burns (1759–1796). Poems and Songs.
The Harvard Classics. 1909–14. |
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| 93. The Rantin Dog, the Daddie o’t |
| | | | | Tune—“Whare’ll our guidman lie.” |
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| O WHA my babie-clouts will buy? | |
| O wha will tent me when I cry? | |
| Wha will kiss me where I lie? | |
| The rantin’ dog, the daddie o’t. | |
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| O wha will own he did the faut? | 5 |
| O wha will buy the groanin maut? | |
| O wha will tell me how to ca’t? | |
| The rantin’ dog, the daddie o’t. | |
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| When I mount the creepie-chair, | |
| Wha will sit beside me there? | 10 |
| Gie me Rob, I’ll seek nae mair, | |
| The rantin’ dog, the daddie o’t. | |
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| Wha will crack to me my lane? | |
| Wha will mak me fidgin’ fain? | |
| Wha will kiss me o’er again? | 15 |
| The rantin’ dog, the daddie o’t. | |
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