It '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.

The best-laid plans of mice and men often go awry.

I waive the quantum o' the sin, The hazard of concealing; But, och! it hardens a' within, And petrifies the feeling!

Some wee short hour ayont the twal.

I'm truly sorry man's dominion has broken Nature's social union.

'T is sweeter for thee despairing Than aught in the world beside,-Jessy!

Now a' is done that men can do, And a' is done in vain.