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.