I’ll pu’ the budding rose, when Phoebus peeps in view, For its like a baumy kiss o’er her sweet bonnie mou’!
I’ll pu’ the budding rose, when phoebus peeps in view, for its like a baumy kiss o’er her sweet bonnie mou’!
I’ll pu’ the budding rose, when Phoebus peeps in view, For its like a baumy kiss o’er her sweet bonnie mou’!
