Folk & Traditional Song Lyrics www.traditionalmusic.co.uk Cam Ye By Athol 
Cam Ye By Athol 
Cam ye by Athol, lad wi' the philabeg Doon frae the Tummel or banks o' the Garry Saw ye the lads wi' their bonnets and white cockades Doon fae their mountains tae follow Prince Charlie. 
I hae but one son, gallant young Donald But had I ten, they would follow Glengarry Helped by MacDonald and gallant clan Ronald These are the men that would die for Prince Charlie. 
It's I'll go tae Lochiel and appin and kneel tae them Lord o' Moray and Roy of Kilairdie Brave MacIntosh, he will fly tae the fields wi' them These are the men I would trust wi' my Chairlie. 
Doon through the lowlands, doon wi' the Whigamore Loyal true Hielan' man doon wi' them rarely Ronald and Donald ride on wi' the broad Claymore O'er the necks o' the foes o' Prince Charlie. 
Follow ye, follow ye, wha' widnae follow ye Lang hae ye loo'd us and trusted us fairly Chairlie, O Chairlie, wha widnae follow ye King o' the Hielan' hearts, Bonnie Prince Chairlie. 
traditional, arranged by the Tannahill Weavers XX oct99