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NEIL GOW^S FAREWELL TO WHISKY.
Words and music by Nathaniel or Neil Gow, born 1727, died 1807.
You've surely heard o' famous ISTeil,
The man that play'd the fiddle weel ;
I wat he was a canty chiel,
And dearly lo'ed the whisky 0.
And aye sin he wore tartan trews,
He dearly lo'ed the Athol brose ;
And wae was he, you may suppose.
To play farewell to whisky 0.
Alake, quoth Neil, I'm frail and auld,
And find my bluid grow unco cauld ;
I think 'twad make me blithe and bauld,
A wee drap Highland whisky 0.
Yet the doctors they do a' agree,
That whisky's no the drink for me.
By tSaul ! quoth ISTeil, 'twill spoil my glee,
Should they part me and whisky 0.

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