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 Cogie, now the King's come, Cogie, now the King's come, I'se be fou, and ye's be toom,
 * Cogie, now the King come.

She toomed her quaigh of mountain dew, It raised her heart the higher too, Because it came from Waterloo—
 * Carle, now the King's come.

Again I heard her summons swell, For, sie a dirdum and a yell, It drown'd Saint Giles's jowing bell—
 * Carle, now the King's come.

My trusty Provost, tried and tight, Stand forward for the gude Town's right, There's waur than you been made a knight—
 * Carle, now the King's come.

My reverend Clergy, see ye say The best of thanksgiving ye ha'e, And warstle for a sunny day—
 * Carle, now the King's come.