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Johnny, man! ye'll min' your prayers,
When ye gang far frae hame;
But. Johnny, dinna ye split hairs—
We dinna dee't at hame.

Johnny, man! yer Bible read,
As we aye dee at hame:
But, Johnny, aye keep clear yer heid,
Ye'll need it far frae hame.

Johnny! min' yer Carritches,
Whan hine awa' frae hame;
But, Johnny, min' yer parritch is
O' consequence frae hame.

(Johnny, man! I mean to say,
Whan laddies lea' their hame,
Johnny's duty's jist to hae
A steady e'e to hame.)

Oh, Johnny! ye maun siller mak'—
We've aye said that at hame;
An' a' within yer minta tak'—
As we aye dee at hame.

Ech, Johnny! keep yer lugs on en',
Whan ye're awa' frae hame;
For, Johnny, ye maun trust to nane
Ye didna ken at hame.

An' aye say wi' the powerin' fowk—
We contar nane at hame;
A chiel that tells his min's a gowk!
An' we've nae gowks at hame.

An', Johnny! ye maun boo yer neck
(For, lad, ye'll be frae hame);
An' aye be at the rich man's beck—
Ye'll profit by't, frae hame.

An', Johnny! whan ye seek a wife
To set up i' yer hame,
Be sure she has a tocher rife,
To mak' a couthy hame.

Syne, Johnny! if ye bairnies hae,
To brichten up yer hame,
Teach them this "New Chief En'" to say:
The "auld" keep frae yer hame.