Here's tae us; wha's like us?
Gey few, and they're a' deid.
Scottish Toast, probably of 19th-century origin. The first line appears in T. W. H. Crosland The Unspeakable Scot
Tomorrow night and next month TRUE Scots around the globe will be as one - pessimistic pieces of anxiety - but hopefully as Alex Ferguson has prophecied - "The master race is back"
And if ya would care to join me in ma fave Tartan Army ditty - sing as we go to Georgia and ma spirits will invoke reality. :crazy07:
It's over the mountain and over the main
Through Gibraltar, tae France and tae Spain
Get a feather tae your bonnet, a kilt abin your knee
Enlist, bonnie laddie, and come awa' wi' me
Twa recruitin' sergeants come fae the Black Watch
To merkits and fairs, some recruits for tae catch
But a' they've enlisted is forty and twa
So 'list, bonnie laddie, and come, come awa
It's over the mountain and over the main
Through Gibraltar, tae France and tae Spain
Get a feather tae your bonnet, a kilt abin your knee
Enlist, bonnie laddie, and come awa' wi' me
O laddie dae ye ken o' the danger your in
If your horses was tae flegg and your owsen tae rin
This greedy auld farmer widna pay your fee
So 'list, bonnie laddie, and come awa' wi' me
It's over the mountain and over the main
Through Gibraltar, tae France and tae Spain
Get a feather tae your bonnet, a kilt abin your knee
Enlist, bonnie laddie, and come awa' wi' me
It's intae the barn and oot o' the byre
This auld fairmer thinks you'll never tire
It's a slav'ry job of lowly degree
So 'list, bonnie laddie, and come awa' wi' me
It's over the mountain and over the main
Through Gibraltar, tae France and tae Spain
Get a feather tae your bonnet, a kilt abin your knee
Enlist, bonnie laddie, and come awa' wi' me
O laddie dae ye hae a sweetheart an' bairn?
Ye'll easy get rid o' that weel spun yarn
Twa rattles o' the drum an' that will pay it a'
So 'list, bonnie laddie, and come, come awa'
It's over the mountain and over the main
Through Gibraltar, tae France and tae Spain
Get a feather tae your bonnet, a kilt abin your knee
Mind you - my fave quote is:
Join a Highland regiment, me boy. The kilt is an unrivalled garment for fornication and diarrhoea.
John Masters, (1914 - 1983)
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