Gude nicht, and joy be wi' you a'.

There's nae sorrow there, John, There's neither cauld nor care, John, The day is aye fair, In the land o' the leal.

Oh, we 're a' noddin', nid, nid, noddin'; Oh, we 're a' noddin' at our house at hame.

A penniless lass wi' a lang pedigree.