The Dumfries Volunteers

DOES haughty Gaul invasion threat,
Then let the louns bewaure, Sir,
There's WOODEN WALLS upon our seas,
And VOLUNTEERS on shore, Sir:
The Nith shall run to Corsincon,
And Criffel sink in Solway,
Ere we permit a Foreign Foe
On British ground to rally!

O, let us not, like snarling tykes,
In wrangling be divided,
Till, slap! come in an unco loun,
And wi' a rung decide it!
Be BRITAIN still to BRITAIN true,
Amang ourselves united;
For never but by British hands
Maun British wrongs be righted.

The kettle o' the Kirk and State,
Perhaps a clout may fail in 't;
But deil a foreign tinkler-loun
Shall ever ca' a nail in 't.
Our FATHERS’ BLUDE the kettle bought,
And wha wad dare to spoil it,
By Heavens, the sacrilegious dog
Shall fuel be to boil it!

The wretch that would a Tyrant own,
And the wretch, his true-sworn brother,
Who’d set the Mob above the Throne,
May they be damn'd together!
Who will not sing GOD SAVE THE KING,
Shall hang as high 's the steeple;
But while we sing GOD SAVE THE KING,
We'll ne'er forget THE PEOPLE!
Fal de ral &c.