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Grown tired of mourning for my sins	A
And brooding over merits	B
The other night with bothered brow	C
I went amongst the spirits	D
And I met one that I knew well	E
Oh Scotty s Ghost is that you	F
And did you see the fearsome crowd	G
At Robbie Burns s statue	F
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They hurried up in hansom cabs	H
Tall hatted and frock coated	I
They trained it in from all the towns	J
The weird and hairy throated	K
They spoke in some outlandish tongue	L
They cut some comic capers	M
And ilka man was wild to get	N
His name in all the papers	M
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They showed no gleam of intellect	O
Those frauds who rushed before us	P
They knew one verse of Auld Lang Syne	Q
The first one and the chorus	P
They clacked the clack o Scotlan s Bard	R
They glibly talked of Rabby	S
But what if he had come to them	T
Without a groat and shabby	S
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They drank and wept for Robbie s sake	U
They stood and brayed like asses	V
The living bard s a drunken rake	U
The dead one loved the lasses	V
If Robbie Burns were here they d sit	W
As still as any mouse is	V
If Robbie Burns should come their way	X
They d turn him out their houses	V
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Oh weep for bonny Scotland s bard	R
And praise the Scottish nation	Q
Who made him spy and let him die	Y
Heart broken in privation	Q
Exciseman so that he might live	Z
Through northern winters rigours	V
Just as in southern lands they give	A2
The hard up rhymer figures	V
	-
We need some songs of stinging fun	Q
To wake the States and light em	T
I wish a man like Robert Burns	V
Were here to day to write em	T
But still the mockery shall survive	Z
Till the Day o Judgment crashes	V
The men we scorn when we re alive	Z
With praise insult our ashes	V
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And Scotty s ghost said Never mind	B2
The fleas that you inherit	C2
The living bard can flick them off	D2
They cannot hurt his spirit	C2
The crawlers round the bardie s name	E2
Shall crawl through all the ages	V
His work s the living thing and they	X
Are fly dirt on the pages	V

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