Tune.—A Man’s a Man for a’ that.

Dear Freedom! sair they’ve lightlied thee,

An’ ca’ed thee thief an’ a’ that,

Thy faithfu’ friens hae borne for thee

Baith scorn an’ grief an’ a’ that.

An’ a’ that an’ a’ that,

Baith scorn an’ grief an’ a’ that,

Thy faithfu’ friens hae borne for thee

Baith scorn an’ grief an’ a’ that.

We dare na meet, we dare na speak,