in the braes o' gemappe,

he fell in a trap,

e'en let hime out as he dow, dow, dow,

e'en let hime out as he dow.

but truce withmotions,

and new-fangled notions,

a bumper, i trust you'll allow;

here's george our good king,

and charlotte his queen,

and lang may they ring as they dow, dow, dow,

and lang may they ring as they dow.