In honour o’ the day, sir.
Then, dressed in a’ their Sabbath coats,
Wi’ collars newly stairchit
An’ stickin’ up intil their throats,
The Bailies will be mairchit.
An’ next the Toon Brass Band ye’ll see,
In scarlet coats an’ braid tae,
An’ then the hale I.O.G.T.,
Forbye the Fire Brigade tae.
There’ll be an awfu’ crood, ye ken,