And tho their number did far exceed
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the gallant Grahames upon that day:
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Yet their hearts were true, they did not fear
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to meet the Campbells in their deray;
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For the Gordons then did give a wheel
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to face the Campbells upon that day,
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Who from their Friends fled far aback,
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unto their Enemies for ever and ay
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Gallant Montrose then that Chiftain bold,
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couragious in high degree;
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Did for his King fight valiantlie,
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the Lord preserve his Majestie.
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Now fare you well you Innerdale,
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Lord Keith and kindred I bid adieu,
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And I will away, and I will not stay
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to some uncouth Land that I never knew.
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To wear the blew I think it best,
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by any colour that I see,
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Chear up your hearts brave Cavileers,
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for the Grahames are gone to Germanie.
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To France and Flanders where they did advance,
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and Germanie who gave them fame:
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For my Lord Aboyn is to the Sea,
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young Huntly is his noble name,
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He went to France for his Royal King
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King Charles then and above degree.
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We'll give the honour to the noble Grahames
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for they are a brave Companie:
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Montrose then our Chiftain bold.
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to Scotland free is come again:
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For to redeem fair Scotlands Land,
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the pleasant, gallant, worthy Grahame.
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At the Water of Eusdale they did begin,
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and fought a Battel to an end;
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Where there was kill'd for our noble King
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two thousand of our Danish men
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Sir Gilbert Menzies, and of high degree,
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the Kings Barron bold was born:
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For a brave Cavileer was he,
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but now into the glore he's gone;
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The Kings Banner in his hand he bare,
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for he was a brave valiant man:
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Betrayed he was upon a night
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by Colonel Hacket and Strachan then,
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Wo to thee Colonel Hacket now,
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and Strachan ill death may thou die:
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For ye have betray'd our valiant Grahame
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who was true to his Majestie.
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The Laird of Ashen hath catcht Montrose,
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and had him on to Edinburgh Town:
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And from his Body has taken his Head,
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and quartered him upon a Tron.
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Now Huntley's gone that samen way,
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Prince Charles also, our Royal King,
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Hath suffered death for our poor Nation,
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our mourning fears can never be done.
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Our gallant young King is now come home
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Prince Charles the second and above degree.
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The Lord send peace into his time,
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and God preserve his Majesty.
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Now fare you well you Innerdale,
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Keith and kin that you may well ken,
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For I would sell my silken sneed,
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to see the gallant Grahames come hame:
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Since Wallace days that we began,
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Sir John the Grahame did bear the gree,
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For the honour of our Royal King,
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the Lord prrserve his Majestie:
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For all the Lords in fair Scotland,
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from the highest to the lowest degree,
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The noble Grahame is to be prais'd,
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so God preserve Charles's Majesty.
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