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.