here's freedom to them that wad read,

here's freedom to them that wad write,

there's nane ever fear'd that the truth should be heard,

but they whom the truth would indite.

here's a health to them that's awa,

an' here's to them that's awa!

here's to maitland and wbe, let wha doesna like 'em

be built in a hole in the wa';

here's timmer that's red at the heart

here's fruit that is sound at the core;

and may he be that wad turn the buff and blue coat

be turn'd to the back o' the door.

here's a health to them that's awa,

here's a health to them that's awa;

here's chieftain m'leod, a chieftain worth gowd,

tho' bred amang mountains o' snaw;

here's friends on baith sides o' the firth,

and friends on baith sides o' the tweed;

and wha wad betray old albion's right,

may they never eat of her bread!