Catherine Ogie (1820)/We've ay been provided for

by Walter Watson

For other versions of this work, see Sae will we yet.

WE'VE AY BEEN PROVIDED FOR.

Sit down here, my cronies and gi'e me your crae
Let the wind tak the care o' this life on its back,
Our hearts to despondency we ne’er will submit,
For we've ay been provided for, and sae will we yet.
And ⟨sae⟩ will we ⟨yet⟩ &c.

Let the miser delight in the hoarding of pelf,
Since he has not the saul to enjoy it himself:
Since the bounty of Providence is now ev'ry day,
As we journey thro' life, let us live by the way,
Let us live by the way, &c.

Then bring us a tankard of nappy good ale,
For to comfort our hearts and enliven the tale;
We'll ay be the merrier the longer we sit,
For we've been thegither mony a time, and sac will we yet.
And sae will we yet, &c.

⟨Success⟩ to the farmer, and prosper his plough,
⟨Rewarding⟩ his eident toils a' the year through;
⟨Our⟩ seed time and harvest we ever will get,
⟨For⟩ we've lipen'd ay to providence, and sae will we yet.
And sae will we yet &c.

⟨Long⟩ live the King and happy may he be,
⟨And⟩ success to bis forces by land and by sea;
⟨His⟩ enemies to triumph we ne'r will permit,
⟨Britons⟩ aye have been victorious, and sae will they yet.
And sae will they yet, &c.

⟨Let⟩ the glass keep its course and gae marrily roun'
⟨For⟩ the sun has to rin, tho' the moon it goes down
⟨Till⟩ the twelve hours run round about, 'tis time enough to flit;
⟨When⟩ we fell we aye got up again, and sae will we yet.
And sae will we yet, &c.