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CONVIVIAL SONGS. 233
Tak' your glass to clear your een,
'1 'is the elixir heels the spleen ;
Baith wit and mirth it will inspire,
And gently puffs the lover's fire.
Up in the air,
It drives away care ;
Hae wi' ye, hae wi' ye, and hae wi' ye, lads, yet !
Up in, &c.
Steek the doors, keep out the frost,
Come, Willy, gi'e's about ye'r toast ;
Till't, lads, and lilt it out.
And let us hae a blythsome bowt.
Up wi't there, there ;
Dinna cheat, but drink fair.
Huzza, huzza, and huzza, lads, yet !
Up wi't, &c.
This song is founded upon a very ancient ballad, of which some fragments only
exist.
UP IN THE MOKNIKG EARLY.
From the manuscript collection of Scottish songs by Peter Buchan.
Up in the morning, up in the morning,
Up in the morning early ;
Frae night till morn our squires they sat.
An' drank the juice o' the barley.
Some they spent but ae hauf-crown,
And some six crowns sae rarely ;
In the ale wife's pouch the siller did clink,
She got in the morning early.
Up in the morning early, &c.
I hae got fou, Beldornie cried ;
Wardess replied, I am fou tee ;
Then said Darlicha, Beware o' a fa'.
An' hand by the wa' as I dee.
Up in the morning early, <fec.

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