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(4) We'll fight like men who dare be free;

We'll gar them fa', or gar them flee;

And when we've drown'd them i' the ſea,

We'll whiſtle o'er the lave o't.

In his King and Country's cauſe

Bleſs'd is he who nobly fa's;

Loud fame proclaims him in her ha's,

And glory tells the brave o't.

Lond found your pipes, your chanters blaw

To arms! to arms! huzza! huzza!

Our King, our Liberty and Law,

Our Country, or a grave o't.

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YE'RE A DRUNKEN CARLE.

gudeman, ye're a drunken carle,

drunken carle,

A' the lang day ye wink and drink,

and gape and gaunt;

Of Scottiſh loons ye're the pink and pearl,

pink and pearl,

Ill-far'd, doited, ne'er-do-weel.