The History of Leith

May 13, 2006

Elegy

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Now Willie Burke he’s een awa’,
And ta’en his last adieu,
Nae mair he’ll choke or stap the breath
O’ poor fo’k when their fu’,
On subject gear nae mair he’ll drink,
Nae mair he’ll laugh or sport,
And throw the whisky on the roof,
Or feight in the Wast Port.
Nae mair he’ll creep below the bed,
And sham his magic vapours,
For he’s awa to his lang hame,
Here ended a’ his capers.

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