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 Sell my hoe and pawn my hoon,

Good ale keeps my heart aboon.

Good ale comes, &c

I had four owen in a plough,

And they drew a' touch enough,

I drank them a' ane by ane,

Good ale keeps my heart aboon.

Good ale comes, &c.

Good ale hauds me bare and bizy,

And gars me work when I am dizy,

And pend my wage when a's done,

And good ale keeps my heart aboon,

Good ale comes, &c.

I had forty hillings in a clout,

Good ale gart me pick them out,

Pick them out a ane by ane,

Good ale keeps my heart aboon.

Good ale comes, &c.

I took the muckle pot on my back,

And to the ale-houe I did pack,

I pent it a' in an afternoon,

For good ale keeps my heart aboon.

Good ale comes, &c.

I wih they were hang'd on a gallows,

That winna keep good ale for good fallows,

Aud keep a oup till the afternoon,

For good ale keeps my heart aboon.

Good ale comes, &c.