The Kail Brose of Auld Scotland (Stirling)/The Kail Brose of Auld Scotland

by Anonymous

For other versions of this work, see The Kail Brose of Auld Scotland.

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THE KAIL BROSE OF AULD SCOTLAND

When our ancient forefathers agreed wi’ the laird
For a piece o’ guid groun’ to be a Kail Yard,
It was to the Brose that they paid their regard,
O the Kail brose of Auld Scotland,
An’ o’ the old Scottish Kail Brose.

When Fergus the first of our Kings I suppose,
At the head of our Nobles had vanquish’d our foes,
Just before they began, they’d been feasting on Brose.
O the Kail Brose &c.

Our sodgers were dress’d in their kilts and short ⟨hose,⟩
Their bonnets and belts, their dress did compose,
Wi’ a bag of oat-meal on their backs to be brose.
O the Kail Brose, &c.

At our annual elections for Bailies or Mayors,
No kickshows of puddings or tarts were seen there,
But a dish o’ guid brose was the favourite fare.
O the Kail Brose &c.

But now that the Thistle is join’d to the Rose,
And the English nae langer are counted our foes,
We’ve lost a great deal o’ our relish for brose,
O the Kail Brose &c.

Yet each true hearted Scotsman by nature jocose,
Loves always to dine on a dish o’ guid Brose;
And thanks be and praise, we’ve yet plenty of those,
O the Kail Brose of Auld Scotland,
An’ o’ the Scottish Kail Brose.

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