When first my brave Johnnie lad came to this town, He had a blue bonnet that wanted the crown; But now he has gotten a hat and a feather, Hey, brave Johnnie 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 Johnnie lad, cock up your beaver! | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...THE SMALLISH SON by HAYDEN CARRUTH FLORENCE NIGHTINGALE by EMMA LAZARUS AUTUMN SONG by KATHERINE MANSFIELD A CERTAIN POET ON THE DEBATES by EDGAR LEE MASTERS SPOON RIVER ANTHOLOGY: MRS. MERRITT by EDGAR LEE MASTERS |