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Is there for honest poverty |
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That hings his head, an' a' that |
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The coward slave we pass him by |
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We dare be poor for a' that |
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For a' that an' a' that |
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Our toils obscure an' a' that |
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The rank is but the guinea's stamp |
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The Man's the gowd for a' that |
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Ye see yon birkie ca'd a lord |
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Wha struts an' stares an' a' that |
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Tho' hundreds worship at his word |
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He's but a coof for a' that |
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For a' that and' a' that |
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His ribband, star an' a' that |
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The man o' independent mind |
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He looks an' laughs at a' that |
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What though on hamely fare we dine |
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Wear hoddin grey, an' a' that |
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Gie fools their silks and knaves their wine |
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A Man's a Man for a' that |
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For a' that and a' that |
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Their tinsel show an' a' that |
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The honest man tho' e'er sae poor |
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Is king o' men for a' that |
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Then let us pray that come it may |
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As come it will for a' that |
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That Sense and Worth o'er a' the earth |
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Shall bear the gree an' a' that |
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An' a' that an' a' that |
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That Man to Man the world o'er |
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Shall brothers be for a' that |
