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 ( 7 ) See Edward their king take his heels in a fright! Nor e’er look behind, till in Berwick alight; In an old fifhing boat he bade Scotland good-night. O the broad fword &c.

Our Scottifh anceftors were valiant and bold, In learning ne’er beat, nor in battle controul’d : And now join’d with England, we're ftill grown more bold ! O the broad fwords of Old Scotland ! And O the Old Scottifh broad fwords !

WE’VE AY BEEN PROVIDED FOR.

Come fit down my Cromie, an’ gi’e me your crack, Let the win’ tak the care o’ this life on its back ; Our hearts to defpondency we ne'er will fubmit, For we’ve aye been provided for, an’ fae will we yet. Let the Mifer delight in his hoarding o’ pelf, Since he has not the faul to enjoy it himlelf; The bounty of Providence is new ev’ry day, As we journey thro’ life, let us live by the way. Let us live, &c.

Then bring us a tankard of nappy brown ale, For to comfort our hearts, and enliven the tale; We’ll ay be the merrier the langer we fit, For we’ve drank th’gither mony a time, and fae will we yet.