A poem about the town is Braw Lads o Gala Watter:
Braw, braw lads o Gala Watter, Bonnie lads o Gala Watter; I'll kilt ma coats abuin ma knee, An follae ma love throu the watter; Braw, braw lads.
Lowden lads is black as deils, An Selkirk lads isna muckle better; I'll kilt ma coats abuin ma knee An follae the lad o Gala Watter; Braw, braw lad.
It's ower the moss an doun yon glen, An ower the bonnie bluimin heather, Nicht or day he beirs the gree, The bonnie lad o Gala Watter; Braw, braw lad.
Corn rigs is fine an bonnie, A block o sheep is muckle better, The wind will shak a field o aits While lamms is frisklin in Gala Watter; Braw, braw lads.
Adieu, soor ploums o Galashiels, Tae you, ma faither, here's a letter; It's I'm awa wi the black herd lad, Tae bide wi him in Gala Watter; Braw, braw lad.