I tried to find lyrics to the tune and couldn't so wrote my own. Written while sitting in a bar opposite the Alamo in San Antonio, Texas and drinking Guinness.

A Gallus Thing

As I went a-walking out on the town
I met a pretty lass, in a black velvet gown.
I tried to catch her eye but she looked straight away.
Aye, but I'll live to look another day

CHORUS
The living is the gallus thing,
The living is the baur.
Cos if ye dinnae live,
They'll tak it all awa.
And if ye treat it as yir ain
They never can deny,
That the man that lives it tae the fu'
Is never gaun tae die!

So I went a-walking out on the street
I ganged into a pub, for to rest my feet.
The landlord he swore cos I widnae pay ma way!
Aye, but I'll live tae drink another day!

CHORUS

So I went a-walking doon the birney glen.
I met a handsome farmer looking for some men.
I asked him for a job, he sent me on my way.
Aye, but I'll live to skive another day!

CHORUS

So I went a sailing out on the loch,
The boat it kent nae master as it clapped intae a rock.
She twirled and she sank, as fast as fast can be!
Aye, but I've gaun an' died under the sea!

MODIFIED CHORUS

The living was the gallus thing,
The living was the baur.
I lived a life,
But I took it all awa'.
Cos if ye treat it as yir ain
They always will supply,
A coffin for the drownded fool
An' a whisky in yir eye…