She’s taen the trooper by the hand,
And led him to the table,
And furnishd him wi bread and cheese,
To eat what he was able.
She’s taen the wine-glass in her hand,
Poured out the wine sae clearly;
‘Here is your health an mine,’ she cried,
‘And ye’re welcome hame, my deary!
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‘A glass o wine for gentlemen,