Should auld acquaintance be forgot
And never brought to mind.

Gin a body meet a body
Coming through the rye;
Gin a body kiss a body–
Need a body cry?

A man’s a man for a’ that.

Green grow the rushes O,
Green grow the rushes O;
The sweetest hours that e’er I spend,
Are spent among the lasses O!

Some have meat and cannot eat,
Some cannot eat that want it;
But we have meat and we can eat,
Sae let the Lord be thankit.

A fig for those by law protected!
Liberty’s a glorious feast!
Courts for cowards were erected,
Churches built to please the priest.

Man’s inhumanity to man
Makes countless thousands mourn.

O my Luve’s like a red red rose,
That’s newly sprung in June:
O my Luve’s like the melodie,
That’s sweetly play’d in tune.

Liberty’s in every blow!
Let us do or die!

Nae man can tether time or tide.

O wad some Pow’r the giftie gie us,
To see oursels as others see us!
It wad frea mony a blunder free us,
And foolish notion.

The best laid schemes o’ mice an’ men
Gang aft a-gley.

And my fause lover stole my rose,
But ah! he left the thorn wi’ me.

A man may drink an no be drunk;
A man may fight and no be slain;
A man may kiss a bonnie lass,
And aye be welcome back again.