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 Syne he has drunken

my bonny grey marie,

That earned me thro'

the dub and the larlie,

Oh gin my wife

wad drink hooly and fairly,

Wad he drink but her ain things,

I wadna much care,

But he drinks my claithe

that I canna well pare,

When i'm wi' my goips,

it angers me fairly,

Oh gin my wife

wad drink hooly and fairly.

My Sunday's coat

he has laid a wad,

The belt blue bonnet

e’er was on my head;

At kirk or at market,

I’m cover’d but barely,

Oh gin my wife

wad drink hooly and fairly.

When there’s ony filler,

he maun keep the pure,