Look abroad through Nature's range, Nature's mighty law is change.

Some hae meat and canna eat, And some wad eat that want it, But we hae meat and we can eat, And sae the Lord be thankit.

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

God knows, I'm no the thing I should be, Nor am I even the thing I could be.

Misled by fancy's meteor ray, By passion driven; But yet the light that led astray Was light from heaven.

By Oppression's woes and pains! By your sons in servile chains! We will drain our dearest veins, But they shall be free! Lay the proud usurpers low! Tyrants fall in every foe! Liberty's in every blow! Let us do or die!

Gin a body meet a body Coming thro' the rye, Gin a body kiss a body— Need a body cry?