Gane is the Day

Gane is the day, and mirk's the night,But we'll ne'er stray for faute o' light,For ale and brandy's stars and moon,And bluid-red wine's the risin sun.

CHORUS.Then guidwife count the lawin, the lawin, the lawin,Then guidwife count the lawin, and bring a coggie mair.

There's wealth and ease for gentlemen,And semple-folk maun fecht and fen',But here we're a' in ae accord,For ilka man that's drunk's a lord.Then guidwife count, &c.

My coggie is a haly pool,That heals the wounds o' care and dool;And pleasure is a wanton trout,An' ye drink it a' ye'll find him out.Then guidwife count, &c.