O WILLIE BREW’D A PECK O’ MAUT   O Willie Brew’d a Peck o’ Maut O Willie brew’d a peck o’ maut, And Rob and Allan cam to see; Three blyther hearts that lee-lang night Ye wad na found in Christendie. We are na fou, we’re nae that fou, But just a drappie in our e’e! The cook may craw, … Weiterlesen →