Poems by Robert Burns
Presented by the RBWF
There grows a bonie brier-bush &c.
THERE grows a bonie brier-bush in our kail-yard,
There grows a bonie brier-bush in our kail-yard;
And below the bonie brier-bush there 's a lassie and a lad,
And they're busy, busy courting in our kail-yard.-----
We'll court nae mair below the buss in our kail-yard,
We'll court nae mair below the buss in our kail-yard;
We'll awa to Athole's green, and there we'll no be seen,
Whare the trees and the branches will be our safeguard.-----
Will ye go to the dancin in Carlyle's ha',
Will ye go to the dancin in Carlyle's ha';
Whare Sandy and Nancy I'm sure will ding them a'?
I winna gang to the dance in Carlyle-ha'.
What will I do for a lad, when Sandie gangs awa?
What will I do for a lad, when Sandie gangs awa?
I will awa to Edinburgh and win a pennie fee,
And see an onie bonie lad will fancy me.-----
He 's comin frae the north that 's to fancy me,
He 's comin frae the north that 's to fancy me;
A feather in his bonnet and a ribbon at his knee,
He 's a bonie, bonie laddie and yon be he.---