For money, hinny! owre neet to keep,
Wad brick ma sleep:
Sae, smash! aw thinks’t a wiser way,
Wi’ flesh and beer
Mysel’ to cheer,
The lang three weeks that aw’ve to stay,
A sougering at Newcassel.
But whisht! the sairgent’s tongue aw hear,
“Fa’ in! fa’ in!” he’s yelpin:
The fifes are whusslin’ lood an’ clear,