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Gane is the day, and mirk's the night, / But we'll ne'er stray for faut o' light; / Gude ale and bratdy's stars and moon, / And blue-red wine's the risin' sun.
Chorus. -Then gudewife, count the lawin, / The lawin, the lawin, / Then gudewife, count the lawin, / And bring a coggie mair.
There's wealth and ease for gentlemen, / And simple folk maun fecht and fen'; / But here we're a' in ae accord, / For ilka man that's drunk's a lord. / Then gudewife, &c.
My coggie is a haly pool / That heals the wounds o' care and dool; / And Pleasure is a wanton trout, / An ye drink it a', ye'll find him out. / Then gudewife, &c.