That marks the Cockney humour;
’Tis owre refined for oor dull mind,
Though greeted wi’ guffaws, man,
By cultured wits that thrang the pits
O’ Surrey music ha’s, man.
Oor manners, tae!—my heart is wae
When I compare the races,
Contrastin’ oor behaviour dour
Wi’ English airs an’ graces.
We Scots maun hide oor humbled pride