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