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Now’s the day, and now’s the hour!
See the front of battle hour!
See approach proud Edward’s pow’r!—
Edward, chains, an’ ſlavery!
Wha will be a traitor knave ?
Wha can fill a coward’s grave?
Wha ſae baſe as be a ſlave ?
Traitor, coward turn and flee.
Wha for Scotland’s King and Law,
Freedom’s ſword will ſtrongly draw;
Freemen ſtand, or freemen fa’:
Caledonians on wi me.
By oppreſſion’s woes and pains,
By your ſons in ſervile chains.
We will drain our deareſt veins,
But they ſhall be, ſhall be free.
Lay the proud uſurpers low;
Tyranta fall in ev’ry foe;
Liberty’s in every blow!
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Neil Gow’s Fareweel to Whisky.
You’ve ſurely heard o’ famous Neil,
The man that pay’d the fiddle weel,
I wat he was a canny chief,
