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WORK-A-DAY WARRIORS
Now quick the Cook arrays it,
And in the Piper plays it;
Ye never heard siccan a din,
The billet roof comes tumblin' in.
(I dinna ken wha pays it
That's quite anither story.)
Dan gi'es us "Scotland's Glory";
His ruddy cheeks are outward blawn,
His neb is cocked, his neck is thrawn,
He blaws until his bag is
As big's our muckle Haggis!
And in the Piper plays it;
Ye never heard siccan a din,
The billet roof comes tumblin' in.
(I dinna ken wha pays it
That's quite anither story.)
Dan gi'es us "Scotland's Glory";
His ruddy cheeks are outward blawn,
His neb is cocked, his neck is thrawn,
He blaws until his bag is
As big's our muckle Haggis!
Behind him, Billy Milne, elate,
Bears the great chieftain on a plate,
Advancing and retiring—
Like the Haggis' sel' perspiring—
Wi' many a step frae many a dance
Unknown in the salons o' France.
Now, round and round the room they go
For it is seemly even so;
At last amidst the babel
The Haggis takes the table!
Bears the great chieftain on a plate,
Advancing and retiring—
Like the Haggis' sel' perspiring—
Wi' many a step frae many a dance
Unknown in the salons o' France.
Now, round and round the room they go
For it is seemly even so;
At last amidst the babel
The Haggis takes the table!
