197A: James Grant
197A.1 'AWAY with you, away with you, James de Grant!
And, Douglas, ye'll be slain;
For Baddindalloch's at your gates,
With many brave Highland men.'
197A.2 'Baddindalloch has no feud at me,
And I have none at him;
Cast up my gates baith broad and wide,
Let Baddindalloch in.'
197A.3 'James de Grant has made a vaunt,
And leaped the castle-wa;
But, if he comes this way again,
He'll no win sae well awa.
197A.4 'Take him, take him, brave Gordons,
O take him, fine fellows a'!
If he wins but ae mile to the Highland hills,
He'll defy you Gordons a'.'