Tak your auld cloak about ye (3)/Should I Die

SHOULD I DIE.

Should I die by the force of good wine,
‘Tis my will that a ton by my shrine,
And for ages yet to come,
Let this be engrav d upon my tomb—
Here lies a body, once so brave,
That be by drinking made his grave,
Sines tha to die will purchase fame,
And raise us up a lasting name,
Drink about, and dare to be nobly interr'd;
Let misers and knaves
Slink into their graves
And rot in a dirty churchyard.

FINIS.