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!