song—for a' that 注释标题 a later version of “i am a bard of no regard” in “the jolly beggars.”

    tune—“for a' that.”

    tho' women's minds, like winter winds,

    may shift, and turn, an' a' that,

    the noblest breast adores them maist—

    a consequence i draw that.

    chorus

    for a' that, an' a' that,

    and twice as meikle's a' that;

    the bonie lass that i loe best

    she'll be my ain for a' that.

    great love i bear to a' the fair,

    their humble slave, an' a' that;

    but lordly will, i hold it still

    a mortal sin to thraw that.

    for a' that, &c.

    but there is ane aboon the lave,

    has wit, and sense, an' a' that;

    a bonie lass, i like her best,

    and wha a crime dare ca' that?

    for a' that, &c.

    in rapture sweet this hour we meet,

    wi' mutual love an' a' that,

    but for how lang the flie may stang,

    let inclination law that.

    for a' that, &c.

    their tricks an' craft hae put me daft.

    they've taen me in, an' a' that;

    but clear your decks, and here's—“the sex!”

    i like the jads for a' that.

    for a' that, &c.