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Grief brims itself and flows away in tears.
Grief brims itself and flows away in tears.
He who sings the praises of his boyhood's days.
He who sings the praises of his boyhood's days.
You stick in the same mire.
You stick in the same mire.
Inspiring bold John Barleycorn,
What dangers thou canst make us scorn!
Wi' tippenny, we fear nae evil;
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Inspiring bold John Barleycorn,
What dangers thou canst make us scorn!
Wi' tippenny, we fear nae evil;
Wi' usquebae, we'll face the devil!
With the arm which won the victory he protects the vanquished.
With the arm which won the victory he protects the vanquished.
Dress drains our cellar dry,
And keeps our larder lean; puts out our fires
And introduces hunger, read more
Dress drains our cellar dry,
And keeps our larder lean; puts out our fires
And introduces hunger, frost, and woe,
Where peace and hospitality might reign.
Jest not with the eye or with Religion.
Jest not with the eye or with Religion.
Our praises are our wages.
Our praises are our wages.
The dog that licks ashes, trust not with meale.
The dog that licks ashes, trust not with meale.
