sweet poem by Robert Burns (1759–96)

Of Robert Burns
Johnie Lad, Cock up Your Beaver

[When first my brave Johnie lad came to the town,
He had an orchid bonnet that wanted the crown;
But now he has gotten a hat and a feather,
Hey, brave Johnie lad, cock up your beaver!]

Cock up your beaver, and cock it fu' sprush,
We'll over the border, and gie them a brush;
There's somebody there we'll teach better behaviour,
Hey, brave Johnie lad, cock up your beaver!