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The Song Book
For a' that, and a' that,
Their tinsel show, and a' that; The honest man, tho' e'er sae poor,
Is King o' men for a' that.
Ye see yon birkie ca'd a lord,
Wha struts, and stares, and a' that; Tho' hundreds worship at his word, He's but a coof for a' that : For a' that, and a' that,
His riband, star, and a' that, The man of independent mind, He looks and laughs at a that.
A prince can mak a belted knight,
A marquis, duke, and a' that; But an honest man's aboon his might, Guid faith he mauna fa' that! For a' that, and a' that,
Their dignities, and a' that, The pith o' sense, and pride o' worth, Are higher rank than a' that.
Then let us pray that come it may,
As come it will for a' that;' That sense and worth, o'er a' the earth May bear the gree, and a' that, For a' that, and a' that,
It's coming yet, for a' that, That man to man, the warld o'er, Shall brothers be for a' that.
Thomson. Words by Burns.
Tune Up and waur them a? Willie.