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CONVIVIAL SONGS. 235
And whan she does come hame again,
She wides through girse and corn ;
Says, I maun hae anither pint.
Though I should beg the morn.
The ale-wife, &c.
She sets her barrel on the ground,
And travels but and ben ;
I canna get my wifie keepit
Out amo' the men.
The ale-wife, &c.
A COGIE O' YILL.
Andrew Sheriffs. 1787.
" A cogie of yill," composed by Robert Macintosh, who died in London
in 1807.
A COGIE o' yill,
And a pickle aitmeal,
And a dainty wee drappie o' whisky.
Was our forefathers' dose
For to sweel down their brose,
And keep them aye cheery and frisky.
Then hey for the whisky, and hey for the meal.
And hey for the cogie, and hey for the yill ;
Gin ye steer a' thegither, they'll do unco weel
To keep a chiel cheery and brisk aye.
When I see our Scots lads,
Wi' their kilts and cockauds,
That sae aften hae lounder'd our foes, man ;
I think to mysel'
On the meal and the yill.
And the fruits o' our Scottish kail-brose, man.
Then hey, &c.
When our brave Highland blades,
Wi' their claymores and plaids,
In the field drive like sheep a' our foes, man ;
Their courage and power
Spring frae this to be sure.
They're the noble effects o' the brose, man.
Then hey, &c.