Both Sides The Tweed

                     a                                 C                      F
What's the spring – breathing jasmine and rose,
                    C                       a                e       G
what's the summer with all ist gay train,
            a                       C                 F
or the splendour of autumn to those,
              C                        G                     a
who've bartered their freedom for gain.

              F                                          e         G
Let the love of our land sacred rights,
            a                   F                   e      G
to the love of our people succeed.
       a                          C               F
Let friendship and honour unite
        C                G                         a
and florish on both sides the Tweed.

No sweetness the senses can cheer,
which corruption and bribery bind.
No brightness that gloom can e'er clear,
for honour's the sum of the mind.


Let virtue distinguish the brave,
place riches in lowest degree.
Think them poorest who can be a slave,
them richest who dare to be free.


(Noten)   (Midi)