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gudewife, unt the

gane is the day, and irk&039;s the night,

but we&039;ll ne&039;er stray for faut o&039; light;

gude ale and bratdy&039;s stars and oon,

and be-red e&039;s the ris&039; sun

chor—then gudewife, unt the ,

the , the ,

then gudewife, unt the ,

and brg a ggie air

there&039;s wealth and ease for ntlen,

and siple folk aun fecht and fen&039;;

but here we&039;re a&039; ae aord,

for ilka an that&039;s drunk&039;s a lord

then gudewife, c

y ggie is a haly pool

that heals the wounds o&039; care and dool;

and pleasure is a wanton trout,

an ye drk it a&039;, ye&039;ll fd hi out

then gudewife, c