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The Tippling Farmer.

Good ale comes and good ale goes,
Good ale gart me sell my hose,
Sell my hose and pawn my shoon,
Good ale keeps my heart aboon.

I had four owsen in a plough,
And they drew a’ teugh enough,
I drank them a’ ane by ane,
Good ale keeps my heart aboon.
Good ale comes and good ale goes. &c.

Good ale keeps me bare and bizy,
And gar’s me work when I am dizy,
And spend my wage when a’ is done,
For good ale keeps my heart aboon.
Good ale comes and good ale goes. &c.

I had forty shillings in a clout,
Good ale gart me pick them out,
Pick them out a’ ane by ane,
Good ale keeps my heart aboon.
Good ale comes and good ale goes, &c.

I took the muckle pot on my back,
And to the ale-house I did pack,
I spent it a’ in an afternoon,
For good ale keeps my heart aboon.