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MacFierce'un came to Whiskeyhurst / When summer days were hot, / And bided there wi' Jock McThirst, / A brawny brother Scot. / Gude Faith! They made the whisky fly, / Like Highland chieftains true, / And when they'd drunk the beaker dry / They sang 'We are nae fou!'
'There is nae folk like oor ain folk, / Sae gallant and sae true.' / They sang the only Scottish joke / Which is, 'We are nae fou.'