Sae will we yet (Stirling)/And Sae Will We Yet
AND SAE WILL WE YET.
Sit ye down here my cronies, and gie me y⟨our⟩ crack,
Let the win’ tak’ the care o’ this life on its ba⟨ck,⟩
Our hearts to despondency we ne’er will subm⟨it,⟩
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 new ev⟨ery⟩ day,
As we journey thro’ life, let us live by the w⟨ay.⟩
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 provided for the longer we sit,
For we’ve drank thegither monie a time, a⟨nd⟩ sae will we yet.
And see will we yet, &c.
Success to the farmer, and prosper his ploug⟨h⟩
Rewarding his eident toils a’ the year throug⟨h⟩
Our seed time and harvest we ever will get,
For we’ve lippen’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 his forces by land and by sea:
His enemies to triumph we ne’er will permit,
Britons ay have been victorious, and sae will we yet.
And sae will we yet, &c.
Let the glass keep its course, and go merrilie roun’,
For the sun has to rise, tho’ the moon it goes down;
Till the house be rinnin round about, ’tis time enough to flit
When we fell we ay up again, and sae will we yet.
And sae will we yet, &c.