Cheeks like a cherry pie Big twinkle in his eye He's got a grin you can't destroy So, I refer to old Rob Roy, 80 if he's a day But does he act that way? You'd think that he was still a boy He has a thick neck, old Rob Roy He's up with the early sun Gets his business done As he never sits or cares He's got just a highland flat He's everybody's daddy If life's a thing that you'd enjoy Latch on to Mr. Old Rob Roy ♪ Oh-oh-oh, Rob Roy, what a boy