Is there for honest poverty That hings his head an' a' that The coward slave, we pass him by We dare be poor for a' that For a' that an' a' that Our toils obscure an' 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 hoddin grey an' 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 an' a' that The honest man, tho' e'er sae poor Is king o' men for a' that Ye see yon birkie, ca'd a lord Wha struts an' stares an' a' that Tho' hundreds worship at his word He's but a coof for a' that For a' that an' a' that His ribband, star an' a' that The man o' independent mind He looks an' laughs at a' that A prince can mak a belted knight A marquis, duke an' a' that But an honest man's abon his might Gude faith, he maunna fa' that For a' that an' a' that Their dignities an' a' that The pith o' sense an' 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 an' a' that For a' that an' a' that It's coming yet for a' that That man to man, the world o'er Shall brothers be for a' that For a' that an' a' that It's coming yet for a' that That man to man, the world o'er Shall brothers be for a' that