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O, it's fine when the New and the Auld Year meet, / An' the lads gang roarin' i' the lichtit street, / An' there's me and there's Alick an' the miller's loon, / An' Geordie that's the piper oot o' Forfar toon. / Geordie Faa! Geordie Faa! / Up wi' the chanter, lad, an' gie's a blaw! / For we'll step to the tune while we've feet in till oor shune, / Tho' the bailies an' the provost be to sort us a'!
We've three bonnie bottles, but the third ane's toom, / Gin' the road ran whisky, it's mysel' wad soom! / But we'll stan' while we can, an' be dancin' while we may, / For there's twa we hae to finish, an' it's Hogmanay. / Geordie Faa! Geordie Faa! / There's an auld carle glow'rin' oot ahint yon wa', / But we'll sune gar him loup to the pipin' till he coup, / For we'll gi'e him just a drappie, an' he'll no say na!
My heid's dementit an' my feet's the same, / When they'll no wark thegither it's a lang road hame; / An' we've twa mile to traivel or it's mair like three, / But I've got a grip o' Alick, an' ye'd best grip me. / Geordie Faa! Geordie Faa! / The morn's near brakin' an' we'll need awa', / Gin ye're aye blawin' strang, then we'll maybe get alang, / An' the deevil tak' the laddie that's the first to fa'!