Robert Burns (1759–1796). Poems and Songs.
The Harvard Classics. 1909–14.

349 . Song—Kenmure’s on and awa, Willie

O KENMURE’S on and awa, Willie,

O Kenmure’s on and awa:

An’ Kenmure’s lord’s the bravest lord

That ever Galloway saw.

Success to Kenmure’s band, Willie!

Success to Kenmure’s band!

There’s no a heart that fears a Whig,

That rides by kenmure’s hand.

Here’s Kenmure’s health in wine, Willie!

Here’s Kenmure’s health in wine!

There’s ne’er a coward o’ Kenmure’s blude,

Nor yet o’ Gordon’s line.

O Kenmure’s lads are men, Willie,

O Kenmure’s lads are men;

Their hearts and swords are metal true,

And that their foes shall ken.

They’ll live or die wi’ fame, Willie;

They’ll live or die wi’ fame;

But sune, wi’ sounding victorie,

May Kenmure’s lord come hame!

Here’s him that’s far awa, Willie!

Here’s him that’s far awa!

And here’s the flower that I loe best,

The rose that’s like the snaw.