GUDE ALE COMES.
O gudo ale comes, and gude ale goes;
Gude ale gars me sell my hose,
Sell my hoso, and pawn my shoon;
Gudo ale keeps my heart aboon.
I had sax oxen in a pleuch,
And they drew teuch and weel oneuch;
I drank them a' just ane by ane;
Gude ale keeps my heart aboon.
I had forty shillings in a clout,
Gude ale gart me pyke them out;
That gear should moul' I thought a sin;
Gudo ale keeps my heart aboon.
Gude ale hauds me bare and busy,
Gars me moop wi' the servant hizzie,
Stand i' the stool, when I hao done;
Gude ale keeps my heart aboon.
O gude ale comes, and gude ale goes:
Gudo sle gars me sell my hose,
Sell my hose, and pawn my shoon;
Gude ale keeps my heart aboon.
This work was published before January 1, 1929, and is in the public domain worldwide because the author died at least 100 years ago.
Public domainPublic domainfalsefalse