Luyện nghe bài hát Is There For Honest Poverty (For A' That)

Tho' minds, like winter winds,
May shift, and turn, an' a' that,
The noblest adores them maist-
A I draw that.

For a' that, an' a' that,
And twice as meikle's a'
The lass that I loe best
be my ain for a' that.

Great I bear to a' the fair,
humble slave, an' a' that;
But lordly will, I hold it
A mortal sin to that.
For a' that, &c.

But is ane aboon the lave,
Has wit, and sense, an' a'
A bonie lass, I her best,
And wha a dare ca' that?
For a' that, &c.

In rapture this hour we meet,
Wi' love an' a' that,

But for how the flie may stang,
Let law that.
For a' that, &c.

Their tricks an' hae put me daft.
They've taen me in, an' a'
But your decks, and here's-"The Sex!"
I like the for a' that.
For a' that, &c.