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Hazel Whyte
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Heiress
I'll no be had for naething,
I'll no be had for naething,
I tell ye, lads, that's ae thing,
So ye needna follow me.
Oh! the change is most surprising;
Last year I was Betsy Brown;
Now to my hand they're a' aspiring,
The fair Eliza I am grown!
But I'll no be had for naething,
I'll no be had for naething,
I tell ye, lads, that's ae thing,
So ye needna follow me.

Oh! the change is most surprising.
Nane o' them e'er look'd at me;
Now my charms they're a' admiring,
For my sake they're like to dee!
But I'll no, etc.

The laird, the shirra, and the doctor,
And twa-three lords o' high degree;
Wi' heaps o' writers, I could mention,
Surely, sirs, it is no me!
But I'll no, etc.

But there is ane, when I had naething,
A' his heart he gied to me;
And sair he toiled, to mak a wee thing,
To gie me when he cam frae sea.
Sae I'll no, etc.

And if e'er I marry ony,
He will be the lad for me;
For oh, he was baith gude and bonny,
And he thocht the same o' me.
Sae I'll no be had for naething,
I'll no be had for naething,
I tell ye, lads, that's ae thing,
So ye needna follow me
A simple brief
thought on Scottish
Independance.

Were the outdated
union not of some very
high value to England and
the English, why would
they fight so to try to
keep it?

There are only so many
slices to a pie, for one to
have more, another must
have less.

Lastly - to those Scottish
"Loyalists" - to whom are
you loyal?
Scots royalty died in the
1700's so it can be no
Scots crown - And
certainly not it appears to
those who came before,
that bled for Scotland
and her freedom !  
In the words
of Burns, as he
wrote from the heart.

Scots, wha hae wi' Wallace bled,
Scots, wham Bruce has aften led,
Welcome to your gory bed,
Or to victorie.

Now's the day, and now's the hour;
See the front o' battle lour;
See approach proud Edward's power,
Chains and slaverie.

Wha would be a traitor-knave?
Wha can fill a coward's grave?
Wha sae base as be a Slave?
Let him turn and flie:

Wha for Scotland's king and law,
Freedom's sword will strongly draw,
Free-man stand, or free-man fa',
Let him follow me.

By Oppression's woes and pains!
By your Sons in servile chains!
We will drain our dearest veins,
But they shall be free!

Lay the proud Usurpers low!
Tyrants fall in every foe!
Liberty's in every blow!
Let us Do - or Die!!!

Choose your destiny.
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