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Sell my hoſe and pawn my ſhoon,
Good ale keeps my heart aboon.
Good ale comes, &c
I had four owſen in a plough,
And they drew a' touch enough,
I drank them a' ane by ane,
Good ale keeps my heart aboon.
Good ale comes, &c.
Good ale hauds me bare and bizy,
And gars me work when I am dizy,
And ſpend my wage when a's done,
And good ale keeps my heart aboon,
Good ale comes, &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, &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.
Good ale comes, &c.
I wiſh they were hang'd on a gallows,
That winna keep good ale for good fallows,
Aud keep a ſoup till the afternoon,
For good ale keeps my heart aboon.
Good ale comes, &c.
FINIS.
