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.