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Tullochgorum.

O, Tullochgorum's my delight,
It gars us a' in ane lo,
And onie sumph ¹ that keeps up spite,
In conscience I abhor him.
Blythe and merry we'll be a',
Blythe and merry, blythe and merry,
Blythe and merry we'll be a',
An' mak' a cheerfu* quorum.
For blythe and merry we'll be a'
As lang as we hae breath to draw,
And dance till we be like to fa',
The reel o' Tullochgorum.

[unclear: What need's] there be sae great a fraise.
[unclear: W ringin',] dull Italian lays,
[unclear: adna] pi e our ain strathspeys
For half-a-hunder score o' them.
They're dowf ² and dowie ³ at the best,
Dowf and dowie, dowf and dowie,
Dowf and dowie at the best,
Wi' a' their variorum;
They're dowf and dow'ie at the best,
Their allegros and a' the rest,
Ihey canna please a Scottish taste,
Compared wi' Tullochgorum.

Let warldly worms their minds oppress
Wi' fears o' want and double cess,
And sullen sots themsel's distress
Wi' keeping up decorum.
Shall we sae sour and sulky sit?
Sour and aulky, sour and sulky,

Shall we sac sour and sulky ait,
Like auld philosophornm?
Shall we sae sour and ulky [unclear: s]
Wi' neither seme or mirth, [unclear: n]
Nor ever rise to slurke a fit
To the reel o' Tullochgorum?

May choicest blessings aye attend,
Each honest, open-hearted friend,
And calm and quiet be hie end,
And a' that's guid watch o'er him,
May peace and plenty be him [unclear: it]
Peace and plenty, peace and plenty,
Peace and plenty be his lot,
And dainties a great store o' them,
May peace and plenty be his lot,
Unstain'd by ony vicious spot,
And may he never want a groat.
That's fond o' Tullochgorum.

But for the discontented fool,
Wha want's to be oppression's [unclear: to],
May envy gnaw his rotten soul,
And discontent devour him,
May dool and sorrow be his chuyst,
Dool and sorrow, dool and sorrow,
Dool and sorrow be bis chance,
And nane say, "Wae's me, for him"
May dool and sorrow be his chance,
And a' the ills that come frae Fracne,
Whae'er he be that winna dance
The reel o' Tullochgcnim.