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Wur Empire's Guid

Albert Kirk Jr

Wur Empire's guid, A tell ye, son:

We gied ye tracks for trains tae run

Yer kintra's siller back tae oors

Tae cheer wur Queen for hawf an oor;

Ye ken the ferlie o a peel

Tae cuir ye whan ye urnae weel

Sin unco seeknesses we brocht

Tae roose ye intae speirin thocht;

We eat yer meat tae loass ye wecht

Sae noo ye've no the pith tae fecht

Agin wur sodgers gleg an fou

Whae'd ainlie fell ye onyhou;

A tell ye, son, wur Empire's guid!

Noo haud yer wheesht an gie's yer kids.

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