The White Cockade

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The Corries - Pop, Folk

The White Cockade

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[Verse 1] My love was born in Aberdeen The bonniest laddie that you've ever seen Now he makes my heart fu' sad He's taken to the field wi' his white cockade [Chorus] He's a rantin', a rovin' lad He is a brisk and a bonny lad Whate'er betide I will be glad To follow the laddie wi' the white cockade [Verse 2] I'll sell my rock, my reel, my tow My gude grey mare and m' hawkit coo To buy myself a tartan plaid To follow the laddie wi' the white cockade [Chorus] He's a rantin', a rovin' lad He is a brisk and a bonny lad Whate'еr betide I will be glad To follow thе laddie wi' the white cockade [Instrumental] [Verse 3] My love was born in Aberdeen The bonniest laddie that you've ever seen Now he makes my heart fu' sad He's taken to the field wi' his white cockade [Chorus] He's a rantin', a rovin' lad He is a brisk and a bonny lad Whate'er betide I will be glad To follow the laddie wi' the white cockade

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  • Robert Burns