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A' ye wha live by sowps o' drink, / A' ye wha live by crambo-clink, / A' ye wha live and never think, / Come, mourn wi' me! / Our billie 's gien us a' a jink, / An' owre the sea!
Lament him a' ye rantin core, / Wha dearly like a random splore; / Nae mair he'll join the merry roar; / In social key; / For now he's taen anither shore. / An' owre the sea!