Robert Burns 1789
About the aftermath of the Jacobite Rising of 1745. A version was published by Robert Burns in 1789. Whigs may be considered the forerunners of the Liberals and many blamed them for selling out Scotland’s crown, identity and heritage. Written well after the events it commemorates, it is not a genuine Jacobite song, as is the case with many others now considered in the “classic canon of Jacobite songs”, most of which were songs “composed in the late eighteenth and nineteenth centuries, but were passed off as contemporary products of the Jacobite risings.”
Old Blind Dogs: Awa’ Whigs Awa’
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Uv2ooL2adpg
Chorus Awa’ Whigs, awa’! Awa’ Whigs, awa’! Ye’re but a pack o’ traitor louns, Ye’ll do nae gude at a’. Our thrissles flourish’d fresh and fair, And bonie bloom’d our roses; But Whigs cam’ like a frost in June, An’ wither’d a’ our posies. Our ancient crown’s fa’en in the dust- Deil blin’ them wi’ the stoure o’t! An’ write their names in his black beuk, Wha gae the Whigs the power o’t. Our sad decay in church and state Surpasses my descriving: The Whigs cam’ o’er us for a curse, An’ we hae done wi’ thriving. Grim vengeance lang has taen a nap, But we may see him wauken: Gude help the day when royal heads Are hunted like a maukin!