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W our ancient forefathers agreed wi’ the laird, For a piece o’ good grun’ to be a kail yard, It was to the broſe that they paid their regard; O the kail broſe of auld Scotland, An’ O the Scottiſh kail broſe.

When Fergus, the firſt of our Kings I ſuppoſe, At the head of our nobles had vanquiſh’d our foes, Juſt before they began they’d been feaſting on broſe, O! the kail broſe of auld Scotland, An’ O the Scottiſh kail broſe.

Our ſogers were clade in their kilts and ſhort hoſe, With their bonnets and belts, which their dreſs did compoſe, Wi’ a bag of oat-meal on their backs to be broſe; O! the kail broſe of auld Scotland, An’ O the Scottiſh kail broſe.

At our annual elections for Bailies or Mayor, No kickſhaws of puddings, or tarts were ſeen there, But a diſh of gude broſe was the favourite fare, O! the kail broſe of auld Scotland, An’ O the Scottiſh kail broſe.

Before that the Thiſtle was join’d with the Roſe, The Engliſhmen aye were accounted our foes, Let us run ſaid John Bull, they’ve been feaſting on broſe O! the kail broſe of auld Scotland, An’ O the Scottiſh kail broſe.

But now ſince the Thiſtle is join’d to the Roſe, An’ the Engliſh nae langer are counted our foes, We’ve loſt a gude dale o’ our reliſh for broſe, O! the kail broſe of auld Scotland, An’ O the Scottiſh kail broſe.