Willie Brew'd a Peck o' Maut (Traditional) Hamish, Derek, Ian line-up


O Willie brew'd a peck o' maut,

And Rob and Allan cam to see;

Three blyther hearts that lee-lang night

Ye wad na found in Christendie.


We are nae fou, we're nae that fou,

But just a drappie in our e'e!

The cock may craw, the day may daw,

That ay we'll taste the barley-bree!


We are three men three merry men

Three merry me a trow are we

And monies a nicht we've merry been

And mony mare we hope tae be


It is the moon, I ken its horn,

That's blinkin in the lift sae hie:

She shines sae bright to wyle us hame,

But, by my sooth, she'll wait a wee!


Wha first shall rise to gang awa,

A cuckold, coward loun is he!

Wha first beside his chair shall fa',

He is the King amang us three!

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