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 carried out in ev'ry land and clime. Where brother Scots foregather It's aye the usual thing. For just before they say "Good Nicht," they fill their cups and sing; will and can in all things do his share. I like a man, a jolly man, The sort o' man, “ye know”. The chap that slaps yer back and says, "Mon Jock,” before we go. have the grandest nicht in all yer lives. I'll have the bagpipes skirling We'll make the rafters ring. And when yer tired and sleepy, why I'll wake yer up an' sing: