FOR HE WAS SCOTCH, AND SO WAS SHE.

They were a couple well content

With what they earned and what they spent,

Cared not a whit for style's decree —

For he was Scotch, and so was she.

And oh, they loved to talk of Burns —

Dear blithesome, tender Bobby Burns!

They never wearied of his song,

He never sang a note too strong.

One little fault could neither see —

For he was Scotch, and so was she.

They loved to read of men who stood

And gave for country life and blood,

Who held their faith so grand a thing

They scorned to yield it to a king.

Ah, proud of such they well might be —

For he was Scotch, and so was she.

From neighbors’ broils they kept away;

No liking for such things had they,

And oh, each had a canny mind,

And could be deaf, and dumb, and blind.

With words or pence was neither free —

For he was Scotch, and so was she.

I would not have you think this pair

Went on in weather always fair,

For well you know in married life

Will come, sometimes, the jar and strife;

They could n't always just agree —

For he was Scotch, and so was she.

But near of heart they ever kept,

Until at close of life they slept;

Just this to say when all was past,

They loved each other to the last!

They're loving yet, in heaven, maybe —

For he was Scotch, and so was she.