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305. Song—Gudewife count the lawin

 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.






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