Whene'er he wished to swank?
To Lunnon? Edinburgh? No!
He cam' to Ladybank;
Nae doot he thocht if there was ocht
Would put him on his mettle
'Twas meetin' men o' brain, ye ken,
Like us frae auld Kingskettle.
Fleet Street is fu' o' Fifers tae;
The Cockneys want the views
O' men like JOCK MCFARLANE frae