Poems by Robert Burns

Presented by the RBWF

There ‘s three true gude fellows

THERE 's three true gude fellows,
There 's three true gude fellows,
There 's three true gude fellows,
Down ayont yon glen.

Its now the day is dawin,
But or night do fa' in,
Whase cock 's best at crawin,
Willie thou sall ken.
There ‘s three, &c.