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OUR Johnie's deid The mair's the pity	A
He's deid an' deid o' Aqua vitae	B
O Embro' you're a shrunken city	A
Noo Johnie's deid	A
Tak hands an' sing a burial ditty	A
Ower Johnie's heid	A
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To see him was baith drink an' meat	A
Gaun linkin' glegly up the street	A
He but to rin or tak a seat	A
The wee bit body	A
Bein' aye unsicken on his feet	A
Wi' whusky toddy	A
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To be aye tosh was Johnie's whim	C
There's nane was better teut than him	C
Though whiles his gravit knot wad clim'	C
Ahint his ear	D
An' whiles he'd buttons oot or in	E
The less ae mair	F
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His hair a' lang about his bree	A
His tap lip lang by inches three	A
A slockened sort 'mon ' to pree	A
A' sensuality	A
A droutly glint was in his e'e	A
An' personality	A
	-
An' day an' nicht frae daw to daw	A
Dink an' perjink an' doucely braw	A
Wi' a kind o' Gospel ower a'	G
May or October	A
Like Peden followin' the Law	A
An' no that sober	A
	-
Whusky an' he were pack thegether	A
Whate'er the hour whate'er the weather	A
John kept himsel' wi' mistened leather	A
An' kindled spunk	H
Wi' him there was nae askin' whether	A
John was aye drunk	H
	-
The auncient heroes gash an' bauld	A
In the uncanny days of auld	A
The task ance fo u nd to which th'were called	A
Stack stenchly to it	A
His life sic noble lives recalled	A
Little's he knew it	A
	-
Single an' straucht he went his way	I
He kept the faith an' played the play	I
Whusky an' he were man an' may	I
Whate'er betided	A
Bonny in life in death this twae	I
Were no' divided	A
	-
An' wow but John was unco sport	A
Whiles he wad smile about the Court	A
Malvolio like whiles snore an' snort	A
Was heard afar	A
The idle winter lads' resort	A
Was aye John's bar	A
	-
What's merely humorous or bonny	A
The Worl' regairds wi' cauld astony	A
Drunk men tak' aye mair place than ony	A
An' sae ye see	A
The gate was aye ower thrang for Johnie	A
Or you an' me	A
	-
John micht hae jingled cap an' bells	J
Been a braw fule in silks an' pells	J
In ane o' the auld worl's canty hells	J
Paris or Sodom	C
I wadnae had him naething else	J
But Johnie Adam	C
	-
He suffered as have a' that wan	A
Eternal memory frae man	A
Since e'er the weary worl' began	A
Mister or Madam	C
Keats or Scots Burns the Spanish Don	A
Or Johnie Adam	C
	-
We leuch an' Johnie deid An' fegs	J
Hoo he had keept his stoiterin' legs	J
Sae lang's he did's a fact that begs	J
An explanation	A
He stachers fifty years syne plegs	J
To's destination	A

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