election ballad for westerha'

    tune—“up and waur them a', willie.”

    the laddies by the banks o' nith

    wad trust his grace wi a', jamie;

    but he'll sair them, as he sair'd the king—

    turn tail and rin awa', jamie.

    chorus.—up and waur them a', jamie,

    up and waur them a';

    the johnstones hae the guidin o't,

    ye turncoat whigs, awa'!

    the day he stude his country's friend,

    or gied her faes a claw, jamie,

    or frae puir man a blessin wan,

    that day the duke ne'er saw, jamie.

    up and waur them, &c.

    but wha is he, his country's boast?

    like him there is na twa, jamie;

    there's no a callent tents the kye,

    but kens o' westerha', jamie.

    up and waur them, &c.

    to end the wark, here's whistlebirk,

    lang may his whistle blaw, jamie;

    and maxwell true, o' sterling blue;

    and we'll be johnstones a', jamie.

    up and waur them, &c.