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( 22 ) To tell the truth now, Maggy dang, O cuſtomers ſhe had a bang; For lairds an' fucors & did thrang, To driok b deen; The barn an' yard was aft fae thrang, We took the green.

And there by dizens we lay down, Syne ſweetly ca d the health aroun', To bonny laſſes, black or brown, As we loo d beſt; In bumpers we doll cares did drown, An' took our reſt.

When in our pouch we found ſome clinks, An took a turn ofer Bruntfield. Links, Aften in Maggy's, at Hay jinks, We guzzled ſcuds, Till we could ſcarce, wi' hale-out drinks, Caſt aff our dads.

We drank an drew an filled again. O wow! but we were blyth an fain; When ony had their count miſtane, O it was nice, To hear us as Pick your bane, An ſpell your dice.

You cloſe we us d to drink an rant, Until we did baith glows and gaunt, n' piſh, an' ſpew, an' yeſk an' maunt. Right ſwaſh, I trow; hen aff auld ſtories we did chant, Whan we were fa