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I.

Up wi' the carles o' Dysart, And the lads o' Buckhaven, And the kimmers o' Largo, And the lasses o' Leven. Hey, ca' thro', ca' thro', For we hae mickle ado; Hey, ca' thro', ca' thro', For we hae mickle ado.

We hae tales to tell, And we hae sangs to sing; We hae pennies to spend, And we hae pints to bring.