This text comes from The Black-Bird Songster, a historical songbook transcribed on Wikisource and reproduced from the pinned revision linked below.
O gudo ale comes, and gude ale goes;
Gude ale gars me sell my hose,
Sell my hoso, and pawn my shoon;
Gudo ale keeps my heart aboon.
I had sax oxen in a pleuch,
And they drew teuch and weel oneuch;
I drank them a' just ane by ane;
Gude ale keeps my heart aboon.
I had forty shillings in a clout,
Gude ale gart me pyke them out;
That gear should moul' I thought a sin;
Gudo ale keeps my heart aboon.
Gude ale hauds me bare and busy,
Gars me moop wi' the servant hizzie,
Stand i' the stool, when I hao done;
Gude ale keeps my heart aboon.
O gude ale comes, and gude ale goes:
Gudo sle gars me sell my hose,
Sell my hose, and pawn my shoon;
Gude ale keeps my heart aboon.