Soa aw love mi old tried friends best—
Fickle hearts aw'll freely spare.
Plenty o' Brass.
A'a! it's grand to ha' plenty o' brass!
It's grand to be able to spend
A trifle sometimes on a glass
For yorsen, or sometimes for a friend
To be able to bury yor neive
Up to th' shackle i' silver an' gowd
An', 'baght pinchin', be able to save