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WILLIE BREW'D A PECK O' MAUT

Robert Burns wrote this song in 1789 to commemorate a very drunken night in the company of two of his friends – William Nicol and Allan Masterton - after they met up in the town of Moffat.

“O Willie brew'd a peck o' maut, And Rob and Allen cam to see;

Three blyther hearts, that lee-lang night, Ye wadna found in Christendie.

We are na fou, we're nae that fou, But just a drappie in our ee;

The cock may craw, the day may daw And aye we'll taste the barley bree.

Here are we met, three merry boys, Three merry boys I trow are we;

And mony a night we've merry been, And mony mae we hope to be!

It is the moon, I ken her 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.

We are na fou, we're nae that fou, But just a drappie in our ee;

The cock may craw, the day may daw And aye we'll taste the barley bree.”

https://soundcloud.com/words-of-burns/willie-brewd-a-peck-o-maut

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