election ballad for westerha'
    tune—“up and waur them a', willie.”
    the laddies by the banks o' nith
    wad trust his grace wi a', jamie;
    but he'll sair them, as he sair'd the king—
    turn tail and rin awa', jamie.
    chorus.—up and waur them a', jamie,
    up and waur them a';
    the johnstones hae the guidin o't,
    ye turncoat whigs, awa'!
    the day he stude his country's friend,
    or gied her faes a claw, jamie,
    or frae puir man a blessin wan,
    that day the duke ne'er saw, jamie.
    up and waur them, c.
    but wha is he, his country's boast?
    like him there is na twa, jamie;
    there's no a callent tents the kye,
    but kens o' westerha', jamie.
    up and waur them, c.
    to end the wark, here's whistlebirk,
    lang may his whistle blaw, jamie;
    and maxwell true, o' sterling blue;
    and we'll be johnstones a', jamie.
    up and waur them, c.