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such a parcel of rogues a nation

fareweel to a&039; our sttish fa,

fareweel our ancient glory;

fareweel ev&039;n to the sttish na,

sae fa&039;d artial story

now sark rs over lway sands,

an&039; eed rs to the ocean,

to ark where engnd&039;s provce stands—

such a parcel of rogues a nation!

what force or guile uld not subdue,

thro&039; any warlike as,

is wrought now by a ward few,

for hirelg traitor&039;s was

the english stell we uld disda,

secure valour&039;s station;

but english gold has been our bane—

such a parcel of rogues a nation!

o would, or i had seen the day

that trean th uld sell ,

y auld grey head had lien cy,

wi&039; bruce and loyal walce!

but pith and power, till y st hour,

i&039;ll ak this decration;

we&039;re bought and ld for english gold—

such a parcel of rogues a nation!