Where Cart rins rowin' to the sea,
By mony a flow'r and spreading tree,
There lives a lad, the lad for me,
He is the gallant Weaver.
I love my gallant Weaver.
Oh I had wooers aught or nine,
They gied me rings and ribbons fine,
And I was feared my heart would tine,
And I gied it to the Weaver.
I love my gallant Weaver.
My daddie sign'd my tocher-band
To gie the lad that has the land,
But to my heart I'll add my hand,
And give it to the Weaver.
I love my gallant Weaver.
While birds rejoice in leafy bowers
While bees delight in op'ning flowers
While corn grows green in simmer showers,
I love my gallant Weaver.
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Where Cart rins rowin' to the sea,
By mony a flow'r and spreading tree,
There lives a lad, the lad for me,
He is the gallant Weaver.
I love my gallant Weaver.
Oh I had wooers aught or nine,
They gied me rings and ribbons fine,
And I was feared my heart would tine,
And I gied it to the Weaver.
I love my gallant Weaver.
My daddie sign'd my tocher-band
To gie the lad that has the land,
But to my heart I'll add my hand,
And give it to the Weaver.
I love my gallant Weaver.
While birds rejoice in leafy bowers
While bees delight in op'ning flowers
While corn grows green in simmer showers,
I love my gallant Weaver.
By mony a flow'r and spreading tree,
There lives a lad, the lad for me,
He is the gallant Weaver.
I love my gallant Weaver.
Oh I had wooers aught or nine,
They gied me rings and ribbons fine,
And I was feared my heart would tine,
And I gied it to the Weaver.
I love my gallant Weaver.
My daddie sign'd my tocher-band
To gie the lad that has the land,
But to my heart I'll add my hand,
And give it to the Weaver.
I love my gallant Weaver.
While birds rejoice in leafy bowers
While bees delight in op'ning flowers
While corn grows green in simmer showers,
I love my gallant Weaver.
Writer: James MacMillan, Robert Burns
Copyright: Lyrics © CONCORD MUSIC PUBLISHING LLC
Copyright: Lyrics © CONCORD MUSIC PUBLISHING LLC