Peck O Maut Lyrics - Burns Robert

Peck o' Maut 

(Robert Burns) 

O, Willie brew'd a peck o maut, 

And Rob and Alan cam to see. 

Three blyther hearts, that lee-lang night, 

Ye wad na found in Christendie. 

CHORUS 

We are na fou, we'fe nae that fou, 

But just a drappie in our e'e; 

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; 

And monie a night we've merry been, 

And monie mare 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! 

tune: Willie brewed a peck o' maut (268) 

filename[ PECKMAUT 

play.exe PECKMAUT 

ARB 

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