X: 1
T: KIND ROBIN LOES ME
O: 1811
B: "Caledonian Musical Repository", 1811, p.276-279
F: http://digital.nls.uk/special-collections-of-printed-music/pageturner.cfm?id=87686121
Z: 2013 John Chambers <jc:trillian.mit.edu>
N: Added dot to 3rd G in bar 3, to fix the rhythm.
N: Changed the E in bar 14 from half note to quarter note, to fix the rhythm.
N: The last bar in each strain is missing its final beat; I've added rests to fix the rhythm.
N: There should be a pickup note at the start of most strains, but it's not shown in the music.
M: C
L: 1/8
K: G
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[|\
G2 G2 G3 B | (AB) (AG) E2 (D>E) | {E}G2 G2
w: Ro-bin is my on-*ly* jo, For* Ro-bin
G3 B | (AG) (AB) e2 ze | G2 G2 g2 (Bd) |
w: has the art* to* loe; Sae to his suit I*
(cB) (AG) E2 (D>E) | G2 G2 e2 (dB) | {B2}d4 G2 z2 |]
w: mean* to* bow, Be-*cause I ken he* loes me.
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d2 (ed) B2 (eB) | (cB) (AG) {G}E2 zd |
w: Hap-py* hap-py* was* the* shower, That
d2 (ed) {c}B2 AG | A2 B2 e2 ze | d2 (ef)
w: led me* to the* bir-ken bow'r, Where first of*
g2 (Bd) | cB (AG) {G}E2 DE | G2 G2 e2 dB |
w: love I* fand* the* pow'r, And* kend that Ro-bin
{B2}d4 G2 z2 |]
w: loes me.
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W:2.They speak of napkins, speak of rings,
W:  Speak of gloves and kissing-strings,
W:  And name a thousand bonny things,
W:    And ca' them signs he lo'es me;
W:  But I'd prefer a smack o' Rob,
W:  Seated on a velvet fog,
W:  To gifts as lang's a plaiden wob,
W:    Because I ken he loes me,
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W:
W:3.He's tall and sonsy, frank and free,
W:  Loe'd by a', and dear to me,
W:  Wi' him I'd live, wi' him I'd die,
W:    Because my Robin lo'es me.
W:  My titty Mary said to me,
W:  Our courtship but a joke wad be,
W:  And I ere lang be made to see,
W:    That Robin did nae lo'e me.
W:
W:4.But little kens she what has been,
W:  Me and my honest Rob between,
W:  And in his wooing, O sae keen
W:    Kind Robin is that lo'es me.
W:  Then fly, ye lazy hours, away,
W:  And hasten on the happy day,
W:  When 'join your hands,' Mess John shall say,
W:    And him be mine that lo'es me.
W:
W:5.Till then let ev'ry chance unite,
W:  To weigh our love and fix delight,
W:  And I'll look on a' such wi' spite,
W:    Wha doubt that Robin lo'es me.
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W:  O hey, Robin, quo' she,
W:  O hey, Robin, quo' she,
W:  O hey, Robin, quo' she,
W:    Kind Robin lo'es me.
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