Song-For A' That[1]

Tune-"For a' that."

      Tho' women's minds, like winter winds,      May shift, and turn, an' a' that,      The noblest breast adores them maist-      A consequence I draw that. 


      For a' that, an' a' that,      And twice as meikle's a' that;      The bonie lass that I loe best      She'll be my ain for a' that.       Great love I bear to a' the fair,      Their humble slave, an' a' that;      But lordly will, I hold it still      A mortal sin to thraw that.      For a' that, &c.       But there is ane aboon the lave,      Has wit, and sense, an' a' that;      A bonie lass, I like her best,      And wha a crime dare ca' that?      For a' that, &c.       In rapture sweet this hour we meet,      Wi' mutual love an' a' that,      But for how lang the flie may stang,      Let inclination law that.      For a' that, &c.       Their tricks an' craft hae put me daft.      They've taen me in, an' a' that;      But clear your decks, and here's-"The Sex!"      I like the jads for a' that.      For a' that, &c. 

A later version of "I am a bard of no regard" in "The Jolly Beggars."