The Students gat out wi' an unco shout, When they dang ower the Charlies, O; The feint mae care, quoth the stout town folk, For they're but a worthless body, O. They plunder out and they plunder in, They plunder late and early, O; For mony lang years we've been plagued by the loons, They're but a worthless body, O. CHORUS: The Students dang ower, the Students dang ower, The Students dang ower the Charlies, O. The feint mae care, quoth the stout town folk, For they're but a worthless body, O. And now, my Lord, just haud your tongue, And sae dae ye, my Baillie, O; For we've seen the day, and sae hae ye, We've thrashed the Charlies gaily, O. D'ye mind the day when Frosty quailed, When Sawers shook in's shoon, O; When guid Lord Peter defended us, Now try and just ca' cannie, O.
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