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K:D z2 z F/2G/2 | A d B/2A/2G/2F/2 | B e d/2c/2B/2A/2 | d3/2 B/2 A F | B E E F/2G/2 | A d B/2A/2G/2F/2 | B e d/2c/2B/2A/2 | d3/2 B/2 A F | A D D d/2e/2 | f3/2 d/2 e3/2 c/2 | d/2c/2B/2A/2 d F | G3/2 B/2 A F | B D D d/2e/2 | f3/2 d/2 e3/2 c/2 | d/2c/2B/2A/2 d3/2 F/2 | G B A3/2 G/2 | F D D z | % W: W:1 W:O Willie brew'd a peck o' maut, And Rob and Allen cam’ to pree; W:Three blither hearts, that lee-lang night, Ye wadna find in Christendie. W: W:ch W:We are na fou, we're no that fou,But just a drappie in our ee; W:The cock may craw, the day may dawBut aye we'll taste the barley bree. W: W:2 W:Here are we met, three merry boys, Three merry boys I trow are we; W:And mony a nicht we've merry been, And mony mae we hope to be!. W: W:3 W:It is the moon, I ken her horn, That's blinkin' in the lift sae hie; W:She shines sae bricht to wile us hame, But, by my sooth, she'll wait a wee!. W: W:4 W:Wha first shall rise to gang awa, A cuckold, coward loon is he! W:Wha last beside his chair shall fa', He is the King amang us three.