The Masters Apron
Thers mony a badge thats unco braw ;
Often attributed to the poet but not found in Burns anthologies.
Wi ribbon, lace and tape on ;
Let kings an' princes wear them a' ,
Gie me the masters apron!
The honest craftsmans apron,
The jolly freemasons apron,
Be he at hame or roam afar,
Before his touch fas bolt and bar,
The gates of fortune fly ajar,
Gin he but wears the apron!
For wealth and honour, pride and power
Are crumbling stanes to base on;
Fraternity suld rule the hour,
And ilka worthy mason!
Each free accepted mason,
Each ancient crafted mason!
Then brithers let a halesome sang
Arise your friendly ranks alang .
Guid wives and bairnies blithely sing
To the ancient badge wi' the apron string
That is worn by the master mason!