Inspiring bold John Barleycorn,
What dangers thou canst make us scorn!
Wi' tippenny, we fear nae evil;
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Inspiring bold John Barleycorn,
What dangers thou canst make us scorn!
Wi' tippenny, we fear nae evil;
Wi' usquebae, we'll face the devil!

Boast not thyself of to morrow; for thou knowest not what a day
may bring forth.

Boast not thyself of to morrow; for thou knowest not what a day
may bring forth.

Ease and honour are seldom bed-fellows.

Ease and honour are seldom bed-fellows.

Kings play the fool, and the people suffer for it.

Kings play the fool, and the people suffer for it.

No scene of mortal life but teems with mortal woe.

No scene of mortal life but teems with mortal woe.

Knowledge makes one laugh, but wealth makes one dance.

Knowledge makes one laugh, but wealth makes one dance.

Whistle, and I'll come to you, my lad.

Whistle, and I'll come to you, my lad.

Things at the worst will cease, or e'en climb upward
To what they were before.

Things at the worst will cease, or e'en climb upward
To what they were before.

When the tree is fallen, all goe with their hatchet.

When the tree is fallen, all goe with their hatchet.