391. A Tippling Ballad—When Princes and Prelates etc

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391. A Tippling Ballad—When Princes and Prelates etc by Robert Burns

 WHEN Princes and Prelates,
 And hot-headed zealots,
A’ Europe had set in a low, a low,
 The poor man lies down,
 Nor envies a crown,
And comforts himself as he dow, as he dow,
And comforts himself as he dow.


 The black-headed eagle,
 As keen as a beagle,
He hunted o’er height and o’er howe,
 In the braes o’ Gemappe,
 He fell in a trap,
E’en let him come out as he dow, dow, dow,
E’en let him come out as he dow.
· · · · · · · But truce with commotions,
 And new-fangled notions,
A bumper, I trust you’ll allow;
 Here’s George our good king,
 And Charlotte his queen,
And lang may they ring as they dow, dow, dow,
And lang may they ring as they dow.

Form: Ballad

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