O Willie brew'd a peck o' maut
G C
O Willie brew'd a peck o' maut,
G D
And Rob and Allen cam to see;
G C
Three blyther hearts, that lee-lang night,
G D G D G
Ye wadna found in Christendie.
D G C G
Chorus: We are na fou', we're nae that fou',
C G D
But just a drappie in our e'e;
G C G
The cock may craw, the day may daw
G D G D G
And aye we'll taste the barley bree.
2. Here are we met, three merry boys,
Three merry boys I trow are we;
And mony a night we've merry been,
And mony mae we hope to be!
3. It is the moon, I ken her horn,
That's blinkin' in the lift sae hie;
She shines sae bright to wyle us hame,
But, by my sooth, she'll wait a wee!
4. Wha first shall rise to gang awa',
A cuckold, coward loun is he!
Wha first beside his chair shall fa',
He is the King amang us three.
Arrangement © 2004 Bob Hay (BMI). All Rights Reserved.
