I Hae a wife o’ my ain, par Robert Burns

Robert Burns

I Hae a wife o’ my ain

I Hae a wife o’ my ain,

I’ll partake wi’ naebody;

I’ll tak Cuckold frae nane,

I’ll gie Cuckold to naebody.

I hae a penny to spend,

There, thanks to naebody;

I hae naething to lend,

I’ll borrow frae naebody.

I am naebody’s lord,

I’ll be slave to naebody;

I hae a gude braid sword,

I’ll tak dunts frae naebody.

I’ll be merry and free,

I’ll be sad for naebody;

Naebody cares for me,

I care for naebody.

#Scots #XVIIICentury

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