WILLIAM STEVENSON
And Tib, my wife, that as her life
Lovcth well good ale to seek, Full oft drinks she till ye may see
The tears run down her cheek: Then doth t-he trowl to me the bowl
Even as a maltworm should, And saith, 'Sweetheart, I took my part
Of this jolly good ale and old.'
Back and side go bare, go bare, &c.
Now let them drink till they nod and wink,
Even as good fellows should do; They shall not miss to have that bliss
Good ale doth bring men to, And all poor souls that have scour'd bowls
Or have them lustily troll'd, God save the lives of them and their wives, Whether they be young or old.
Back and side go bare, go bare;
Both foot and hand go cold,
But, belly, God bend thee good ale enough,
Whether it be new or old.
��ANONYMOUS (SCOTTISH)
1 6th Cent
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