O ye wha are sae guid yoursel, Sae pious and sae
holy, Ye've nought to do
but mark and tell Your Neebours'fauts an folly!
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Lourd on my hert as winter lies The state that Scotland's in the day. Spring to the North has aye come slow But noo dour winter's like to stay For guid, And no'for guid!
GrieveIt's guid to be merry and wise,It's guid to be honest and true,It's guid to support Caledonia's causeAnd bide by the buff and the blue.
Robert BurnsIt's guid to be merry and wise, It's guid to be honest and true, It's guid to support Caledonia's cause, And bide by the buff and the blue!
Robert Burns