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Over
the centuries, Scots have built up a fair reputation when it comes to alcohol.
Not only do we make the best whiskies in the world, but we also produce some
of the finest ales.
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Willie Brew'd A Peck O' Maut
O Willie brew'd a peck o' maut,
And Rob and Allen cam to see;
Three blyther hearts, that lee-lang
night,
Ye wadna found in Christendie.
Chorus- We are na fou, we're nae
that fou,
But just a drappie in our ee;
The cock may craw, the day may
daw
And aye we'll taste the barley bree.
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| Robert Burns |
The same pure water and fine barley that goes into our whiskies is also the
secret behind Scotlands fine ales. It is therefore no wonder that they
are given a high profile in the work of the country's literary giants!
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