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Thomas Humphry Ward, ed.  The English Poets.  1880–1918.
Vol. III. The Eighteenth Century: Addison to Blake
The Happy Trio
By Robert Burns (1759–1796)
TUNE—‘Willie brew’d a peck o’ maut.’

O, WILLIE brewed a peck o’ maut,
  And Rob and Allan cam to see;
Three blyther hearts, that lee-lang 1 night,
  Ye wad na found in Christendie.
    We are na fou, we ’re no that fou,
      But just a drappie in our ee;
    The cock may craw, the day may daw,
      And ay we ’ll taste the barley bree.
Here are we met, three merry boys,
  Three merry boys, I trow, are we;        10
And mony a night we ’ve merry been,
  And mony mae we hope to be!
          We are na fou, &c.
It is the moon, I ken her horn,
  That ’s blinkin in the lift sae hie;
She shines sae bright to wyle us hame,        15
  But by my sooth she ’ll wait a wee!
          We are na fou, &c.
Wha first shall rise to gang awa,
  A cuckold, coward loun is he!
Wha first beside his chair shall fa’,
  He is the King among us three!
          We are na fou, &c.
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