Gane Is The Day.

Tune - "Gudewife count the lawin."


I.

    Gane is the day, and mirk's the night,
    But we'll ne'er stray for fau't o' light,
    For ale and brandy's stars and moon,
    And blude-red wine's the rising sun.
            Then gudewife count the lawin,
                The lawin, the lawin;
            Then gudewife count the lawin,
                And bring a coggie mair!

II.

    There's wealth and ease for gentlemen,
    And simple folk maun fight and fen;
    But here we're a' in ae accord,
    For ilka man that's drunk's a lord.

III.

    My coggie is a haly pool,
    That heals the wounds o' care and dool;
    And pleasure is a wanton trout,
    An' ye drink but deep ye'll find him out.
            Then gudewife count the lawin;
                The lawin, the lawin,
            Then gudewife count the lawin,
                And bring a coggie mair!