A Man's a Man For a' That

Is there for honest poverty

That hings his head, and a' that

The coward slave we pass him by

We dare be poor for a' that

For a' that, and a' that

Our toils obscure, and a' that

The rank is but the guinea's stamp

The man's the gowd for a' that

What though on hamely fare we dine

Wear hodden grey, and a' that

Gie fools their silks and knaves their wine

A man's a man for a' that

For a' that, and a' that

Their tinsel show, and a' that

The honest man though e'er sae poor

Is king o men for a' that

Ye see yon birkie ca'd a lord

Wha struts and stares, and aa that

Though hundreds worship at his word

He's but a coof for a' that

For a' that, and a' that

His ribband star, and a' that

The man of independent mind

He looks and laughs at a' that

A prince can mak a belted knight

A marquis, duke, and a' that

But an honest man's aboon his might

Gude faith he mauna fa that

For a' that, and a' that

Their dignities, and a' that

The pith o sense and pride o worth

Are higher rank than a' that

Then let us pray that come it may

As come it will, for a' that

That sense and worth, o'er a' the earth

Shall bear the gree, and a' that

For a' that, and a' that

Its comin yet for a' that

That man to man the warld o'er

Shall brothers be for a' that