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William McCarty, comp.  The American National Song Book.  1842.
Song, in the Scotch Dialect—1815
I DINNA fear the news is true,
  ’Tis seen in ilka face;
Neighbours wha scarcely spake before,
  How kindly they embrace!
There was na trade in our town        5
  Sin’ war began to blaw,
Our very markets wore a gloom,
  An’ specie fled awa.
Soon we’ll hae ships an’ siller baith;
  Prosperity again        10
Shall smile upon our happy land,
  An’ we will plough the main.
To every quarter of the world
  Our mariners shall go,
An’ wae be to the saucy knave        15
  Wha treats them as a foe.
Now Yankee lads their discontents
  Sae prudently will smother,
An’ when they meet a southern blade,
  Ca’ him a friend and brother.        20
For interest, sweet interest
  Sae powerfully can draw,
Nor doubt it, since without it
  Our virtues look so sma.
John Bull and brother Jonathan        25
  Hae had a hearty bout,
And here and there and everywhare
  Hae fairly fought it out.
Till, tired wi’ warsling up and down,
  It gi’es us joy to see        30
How they shake hands like honest men,
  Sae ready to agree.
When next they mean to break a lance,
  As chosen friends will jar,
The mickle folks on either side,        35
  May they sustain the war.
And let the nations baith stand by,
  Regardless o’ their din,
To see their manly valour tried,
  An’ tell wha first will rin.        40

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