we wad be beat!
yet here to crazy a we&039;re brought,
wi&039; thg yet
an&039; thk na&039;, y auld trty servan&039;,
that now perhaps thou&039;s less deserv,
an&039; thy auld days ay end starv;
for y st fow,
a heapit stipart, i&039;ll reserve ane
id by for you
we&039;ve worn to crazy years thegither;
we&039;ll toyte about wi&039; ane anither;
wi&039; tentie care i&039;ll flit thy tether
to ha&039;d rig,
whare ye ay nobly rax your leather,
wi&039; sa&039; fatigue
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