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.