Fragment My Girl She’s Airy Robert Burns Song

Poetry of the Ploughman Robert Burns Song Fragment My Girl She's Airy

Tune— Black Jock.

My girl she’s airy, she’s buxom and gay;
Her breath is as sweet as the blossoms in May;
A touch of her lips it ravishes quite:
She’s always good natur’d, good humour’d, and free;
She dances, she glances, she smiles upon me;
I never am happy when out of her sight.