526. Song—The Dumfries Volunteers

 DOES haughty Gaul invasion threat?
 Then let the louns beware, 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!
We’ll ne’er permit a Foreign Foe
 On British ground to rally!


O let us not, like snarling curs,
 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 wrangs be righted!
No! never but by British hands
 Shall British wrangs 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 father’s blude the Kettle bought,
 And wha wad dare to spoil it;
By Heav’ns! the sacrilegious dog
 Shall fuel be to boil it!
By Heav’ns! the sacrilegious dog
 Shall fuel be to boil it!


The wretch that would a tyrant own,
 And the wretch, his true-born brother,
Who would set the Mob aboon 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!
But while we sing “God save the King,”
 We’ll ne’er forget THE PEOPLE!

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