Aweel, I'm Couped. But Wha' Could Tell The Road Wad Rin Sae Sair? I Couldna Gang Yon Pace Mysel', An' I Winna Try Nae Mair! There'S Them Wad Coonsel Me To Stan', But This Is What I Say: When Natur'S Forces Fecht Wi' Man, Dod, He Maun Just Give Way! If Man'S Nae Framed To Lift His Fit Agin' A Nat'Ral Law, I Winna' Lift My Heid, For It Wad Dae Nae Guid Ava'. Puir Worms Are We; The Poo'Pit Rings Ilk Sawbath Wi' The Same, Gin Airth'S The Place For Sic-Like Things, I'm No Sae Far Frae Hame! Yon'S Guid Plain Raes'Nin'; An' Forby, This Pairish Has Nae Sense, There'S Mony Traiv'Lin Wad Deny Natur And Providence; For Loud An' Bauld The Leears Wage On Men Like Me Their War, Elected Saints To Thole Their Rage Is What They're Seekin' For. But Tho' A Man Wha'S Drink'S His Tea Their Malice Maun Despise, It's No For Naething, Div Ye See, That I'm Sae Sweir To Rise!