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e'e; The cock may craw, the day may
daw, And ay we'll tafte the barley bree.
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.
Cho. We are na fou, &c.
It is the moon, I ken her horn,
That's blinkin in the lift fae hie ;
She mines fae bright to wyle us hame,
But by my footh fhe'll wait a wee.
Cho. We are na fou, &c.
Wha firft fhall rife to gang awa,
A cuckold coward loun is he ;
Wha firft befide his chair fhall fa',
H« is the king amang us three.
Cho. We are na fou, &c.

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