Robert Burns

Affliction's sons are brothers in distress;
A brother to relieve, how exquisite the bliss!

Affliction's sons are brothers in distress;
A brother to relieve, how exquisite the bliss!

But to see her was to love her, Love but her, and love forever.

But to see her was to love her, Love but her, and love forever.

The landlady and Tam grew gracious
Wi' favours secret, sweet and precious.

The landlady and Tam grew gracious
Wi' favours secret, sweet and precious.

That hour o' night's black arch the keystane.

That hour o' night's black arch the keystane.

Comin' through the rye, poor body,
Comin' through the rye,
She draigl't a' her petticoatie,
read more

Comin' through the rye, poor body,
Comin' through the rye,
She draigl't a' her petticoatie,
Comin' through the rye
. . . .
Gin a body meet a body
Comin' through the rye,
Gin a body kiss a body
Need a body cry?