Willie Brew'd a Peck o' Maut (Traditional) Hamish, Derek, Ian line-up
O Willie brew'd a peck o' maut,
And Rob and Allan cam to see;
Three blyther hearts that lee-lang night
Ye wad na found in Christendie.
We are nae fou, we're nae that fou,
But just a drappie in our e'e!
The cock may craw, the day may daw,
That ay we'll taste the barley-bree!
We are three men three merry men
Three merry me a trow are we
And monies a nicht we've merry been
And mony mare we hope tae be
It is the moon, I ken its horn,
That's blinkin in the lift sae hie:
She shines sae bright to wyle us hame,
But, by my sooth, she'll wait a wee!
Wha first shall rise to gang awa,
A cuckold, coward loun is he!
Wha first beside his chair shall fa',
He is the King amang us three!
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