Gars Auld Claes Look Amaist As Weel's

The Best-laid Plans Of Mice And Men Often Go Awry.

If Naebody Care For Me,i'll Care For Naebody.

O Scotia! My Dear, My Native Soil! For Whom My Warmest Wish To Heaven Is Sent

The Wisest Man The Warl' E'er Saw, He Dearly Loved The Lasses, O.

Suspicion Is A Heavy Armor And With Its Weight It Impedes More Than It Protects.