Of a’ the fine Volunteer corpses,
Whether footmen, or ridin o’ horses,
’Tween the Tweed and the Tees,
Deel hae them that sees
Sic a corpse as the Bonny Geatsiders.
Whilk amang them can mairch, turn, an wheel sae?
Whilk their guns can wise off half sae weel sae?
Nay, for myeking a crack,
Through England aw’l back
The Corpse of the Bonny Geatsiders.