We're geyly yet, we're geyly yet,|
We're no' very fu' but we're geyly yet!
So sit ye doon and tipple a while,
We're no' very fu' but we're geyly yet.
So up wi'it, up wi' it Aylie O
Up wi'it, up wi' it Aylie O.
Up wi' it Aylie, up wi'it Aylie
And we'll a' get roarin' fu'.
2. There were three lads and they were clad
3. Rin Jock Tamson, ye maun rin;|
Gin ye never ran in your life!
There's a man wi' his hand in your neal pock,
And anither in bed wi' your wife!
4. Then Jock Tamson he did rin,
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