gudewife, count thewin

gane is the day, and mirk's the night,

but we'll ne'er stray for faut o' light;

gude ale and bratdy's stars and moon,

and blue-red wine's the risin' sun.

chorus.—then gudewife, count thewin,

thewin, thewin,

then gudewife, count thewin,

and bring a ie mair.

there's wealth and ease for gentlemen,