When Rebel Tam was in the pit

He tholed the very pangs o' Hell

In fectin' for the Richts o' Man,

And ga'e nae thoucht unto himsel'.

 

"If I was just in Parliament,

By God!" he vowed,"They soon would hear

The trumpet-ca' o' Revolution

Blastin' in their ear!"

 

Noo he is there, back-bencher Tam,

And listens daily to the farce

O' Tweeledum and Twedledee,

And never rises off his arse.