A Man's a Man and A' That

Is there a man who walks with pride,
Though poor and worn, and all that?
The coward bows, but we’ll abide,
We dare be free for all that.
For all that and all that,
Our toil and sweat and all that,
The crown is but a stamped disguise,
A man’s a man for all that.

What if our table’s plain and bare,
Our coats are thin, and all that?
Let fools delight in silks so rare,
A man’s a man for all that.
For all that and all that,
Their pomp and gold and all that,
An honest heart and mind so free,
Are worth far more than all that.

You see that man they call a lord,
Who struts and stares and all that?
Though many bow before his word,
He’s but a fool for all that.
For all that and all that,
His stars and stripes and all that,
A man who stands with mind unchained,
He laughs and walks past all that.

So let us hope the day will come,
(And come it will, for all that,)
When sense and worth, not birth and gold,
Shall lead the world, and all that.
For all that and all that,
It’s coming yet, for all that,
That man to man, both far and wide,
Shall brothers be for all that.