An’ the only proper go,
Was drinkin’ drams.
It’s true that he can see
Auld Nick, wi’ gloatin’ e’e,
Just waitin’ till he dee
’Mid frichts an’ dwams;
But what’s Auld Nick to him,
Or palsied tongue or limb,
Wi’ glass filled to the brim,
When drinkin’ drams.