On gude sheepheads an’ haggis fine,
Gi’e him whiskey ’stead o’ wine,
Sawney, &c.
Show him a’ your buildings braw,
Your castle, college, brigs, an’ a’
Your jail an’ royal Forty-Twa (an old institution),
Sawney, &c.
An’ when he rides Auld Reckie through,
To bless you wi’ a kingly view,
Let him smell your ‘Gardy Loo’ (peculiar to the Old Town),