Biography:
1 - Scottish poet and a lyricist.(25 January 1759 – 21 July 1796)
2 - DJ and producer from the Netherlands; birth name Robert Tammens
3 - Guitarist
1 - Robert Burns (25 January 1759 – 21 July 1796) was a Scottish poet and a lyricist. He is widely regarded as the national poet of Scotland, and is celebrated worldwide. He is the best known of the poets who have written in the Scots language, although much of his writing is also in English and a 'light' Scots dialect, accessible to an audience beyond Scotland.
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The Lea Rig
(Robert Burns)
G C G Am C Am
1. When o'er the hill the e'ening star, tells bughtin time is near, my jo,
G C G C G
And owsen frae the furrow'd field, Return sae dowf and weary O;
C G C Am C Am
Down by the burn, where birken buds, Wi' dew are hangin clear, my jo,
G C G C G
I'll meet thee on the lea-rig, My ain kind Dearie O.
G C G Am C Am
2. At midnight hour, in mirkest glen, I'd rove, and ne'er be eerie, O,
G C G C G
If thro' that glen I gaed to thee, my ain kind Dearie O;
C G C Am C Am
Altho' the night were ne'er sae wild, And I were ne'er sae weary O,
G C G C G
I'll meet thee on the lea-rig, My ain kind Dearie O.
G C G Am C Am
3. The hunter lo'es the morning sun, To rouse the mountain deer, my jo;
G C G C G
At noon the fisher takes the glen, Adown the burn to steer, my jo:
C G C Am C Am
Gie me the hour o' gloamin' gray, It maks my heart sae cheery O,
G C G C G
To meet thee on the lea-rig, My ain kind Dearie O.
(Robert Burns)
G C G Am C Am
1. When o'er the hill the e'ening star, tells bughtin time is near, my jo,
G C G C G
And owsen frae the furrow'd field, Return sae dowf and weary O;
C G C Am C Am
Down by the burn, where birken buds, Wi' dew are hangin clear, my jo,
G C G C G
I'll meet thee on the lea-rig, My ain kind Dearie O.
G C G Am C Am
2. At midnight hour, in mirkest glen, I'd rove, and ne'er be eerie, O,
G C G C G
If thro' that glen I gaed to thee, my ain kind Dearie O;
C G C Am C Am
Altho' the night were ne'er sae wild, And I were ne'er sae weary O,
G C G C G
I'll meet thee on the lea-rig, My ain kind Dearie O.
G C G Am C Am
3. The hunter lo'es the morning sun, To rouse the mountain deer, my jo;
G C G C G
At noon the fisher takes the glen, Adown the burn to steer, my jo:
C G C Am C Am
Gie me the hour o' gloamin' gray, It maks my heart sae cheery O,
G C G C G
To meet thee on the lea-rig, My ain kind Dearie O.
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