AULD SEESTU TOON
All hail to ye, auld Seestu toon
Your gallant fame there’s nane surpasses
By the River Cart’s winding stream
You’ve reared braw sturdy lads and lasses
You’re famed for patent starch and flour,
Harness plaid and tartan shawl
You’re famed for Anchor and Ferguslie
Fancy spool and crochet ball.
All hail to ye auld Seestu toon,
Your Craigie linn and flowery dell,
Where lovers roam ’midst wild perfume,
And drink from the cup at Robin’s Well,
Your gallant lads , sae bold and free,
Aye stan’ their ain wi’ sword and pen,
’Mid shot and shell, wi’ a hip hooray,
Shouther tae shouther they fight like men.
All hail to ye, auld Seestu Toon,
Your ancient Abbey and Sounding Aisle,
Your public parks and noble halls,
The offspring of Dame fortune’s smile.
May health and wealth thy portion be
While the wheel of life’s aye turning roon
Is my best and dearest wish
To ye, my dear auld native toon.
