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86 An' aye as love frae land to land

Tirls the drum wi' eident hand,

A' men collect at her command,

Toun-bred or land'art,

An' follow in a denty band

Her gaucy standart.

An' I, wha sang o' rain an' snaw,

An' weary winter weel awa',

Noo busk me in a jacket braw,

An' tak my place

I' the ram-stam, harum-scarum raw,

Wi' smilin' face.