The songs and poems of Robert Tannahill With biography, illustrations, and music |
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WRITTEN WITH A PENCIL IN A TAP-ROOM. |
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WRITTEN WITH A PENCIL IN A TAP-ROOM.
This warld 's a tap-room owre and owre,Where ilk ane tak's his caper;
Some taste the sweet, some drink the sour,
As waiter Fate sees proper.
Let mankind live, ae social core,
And drap a' selfish quarr'lling,
And when the Landlord ca's his score,
May ilk ane's clink be sterling.
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