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,