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.