Fa fa fa fa lilly:

Then from the bore I was forced to go.

With my glimpy, glimpy, glimpy eedle,

Lillum too tee a ta too a tee a ta a tally.

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HEY, WULLY WINE

Hey, Wully wine, and How, Wully wine,

I hope for hame ye'll no' incline;

Ye'll better light, and stay a' night,

And I'll gie thee a lady fine.