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your glasses, banish care, Wealth and worldly care despise, Sorrow ne’er can bring relief; Joys from drinking will arise. Why should we with anxious care, Spoil what Nature’s made so fair? Chor. Drink and set your heart at rest; Of a bad bargain make the best.

Mirth when mingled with our wine, Makes the heart alert and free: Let it rain, or snow, or shine, All the same it is to me. There’s no fence against our fate, Changes daily on us wait, Chor. Drink &c.

Some pursue the winged wealth, Some to honour do aspire; Give me freedom, give me health, That's the sum of my desire. What this world could more present, Would not add to my content. Chor. Drink and set your heart at rest; Of a bad bargain make the best.





Donald’s got a wife, and O! an he be wordie o’ her; For every night that he comes hame, he claws the Highland hurdles o' her.