Analysis of The Reprobate's Reply

Three droving men, some three weeks sync,
   Sat drinking the Queensland rum;
'Twas four a.m. when twa o' them
   Saw jock M'Phee succumb.

Hech! they were giddy songs he'd sung,
   And the yarns which he'd spun were 'free'! -
For the liquor that nicht had loosed the tongue
   O' gudeman Jock M'Phee.

They taul,t the meenister what befell,
   So he tuk braw Jock to task:-
'Jock, gie me noo an answer true
   To one question I wull ask.

'An' it happened the Laird had stricken ye,
   A reprobate, graceless mon,
Whan ye war a bletherin' yestere'en -
   D'ye ken whare ye wad hae gone?'

'Whare wad I hae gone?' - and Jockie wunk -
   'Dinna ye fash yersel' mair -
For I wad ha' bin too terrible drunk
   To ha' gone anywhere.'