4048932Willie brew'd a peck o' ma't — Willie brew'd a peck o' Ma't
Willie brew'd a peck o' ma't.
WILLIE brew'd a peck o' ma't, An' Rab an' Allan came to prie; Three blyther lads that lee-lang night, Ye wadna found in Christendie. For we are nae fu' we're nae yet fu', But just a wee drap in our e'e; The cock may craw, the day may daw' But still we'll taste the barley bree.
Here are we met, three jolly boys, Three jolly boys I trow are we; An' mony a canty night we've seen, An' mony mae we hope to see. For we are nae fu', &c.
It is the moon, I ken her horn, That's blinking in the lift sae hi'; She shines fu' bright, to waul us hame, But by my sooth she'll wait a wee, For we are nae fu', &c.
Wha first shall rise to gang awa', A coward, cuckold loon is he: Wha first beside his chair shall fa', He is the King amang us three. For we are nae fu', &c.