n' some bacca,
an' nooan on 'em seemed to be sooary 'at things had turned aght as they
had.
When they'd all had a second tot, an' getten ther pipes let, they made
Seth into th' cheerman, an' he sed they'd have to excuse him for net
knowin ther names, but when he wanted to call anybody up he'd do his
best to mak 'em understand who he meant, an' to begin wi, he should mak
bould to ax that chap wi' th' big nooas to sing a song.
Nubdy stirred, soa Seth pointed him aght an' sed, 'Will that chap wi'
th' red peg i'th' middle ov his face oblige the company with a song?'
Th' chap couldn't mistak who wor meant this time, so he gate up.
'Mister cheerman,' he sed, 'aw doant know 'at my nooas owes yo or
onybody else owt, an' why it should be remarked aw can't tell.'
'Aw should think it owes thee a gooid deal,' sed th' cheerman. 'If tha
doesn't want it to be remarked tha shouldn't paint it sich a bright
colour; but get on wi' th' singing.'
'Awm noa singer, aw play a offerclyde, but awm thinkin' o' changin, an'
leearnin th' fiddle.'
'That's reight, lad, do. Awm sure it'll tak all th' wind tha has to blow
that peg o' thine i' cold weather; a fiddle 'll suit thee better, an'
tha'll niver be fast for a spot to hing up thi stick. But it's a song we
want, an' not a speech, an' if tha doesn't sing tha'll be fined a
quairt.'
That settled it; soa, clearin his voice, he began--
Tho' the sober shake the head,
And drink water, boys, instead,
And the foolish all strong liquors do decry;
Yet the foaming glass for me,
May we never, never see
A friend without a draught when dry.
Then quaff, boys, quaff, and let's be merry;
Why should dull care be crowned a king?
Let us have another drain, till the night begins to wane,
And the bonny, bonny morn peeps in.
Let us drown each selfish soul
Deep in the flowing bowl;
Let the rosy god of wine take the throne;
And he who cannot boast
Some good humour in his toast,
Let him wander in the world alone.
Then quaff, boys, &c.
O, I love a jolly face,
And I love a pretty lass,
And I love to see the young and old around;
Then with frolic and with fun
Let both wine and moments run,
And the hearty, hearty laugh resound.
Then quaff, boys, &c.
When man was placed on earth
He was naked at his birth,
But God a robe of reason round him thr
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