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viii. JACOBITE |
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Up, and warn a', Willie, Warn, warn a'; The pipers play'd frae right to left O whirry Whigs azva, Willie.
But when we march'd to Sherramuir And there the rebels saw, Willie ; Brave Argyle attack'd our right, Our flank, and front and a', Willie ; Up, and warn a', Willie, Warn, warn a'; Traitor Huntly soon gave way, Seaforth, St. Clair and a', Willie.
But brave Glengary on our right
The rebels' left did claw, Willie ; He there the greatest slaughter made That ever Donald saw, Willie; Up, and warn a', Willie, Warn, warn a', And Whittam fyled his breeks for fear, And fast did rin awa, Willie.
For he ca'd us a Highland mob,
And soon he'd slay us a', Willie ; But we chas'd him back to Stirling brig— Dragoons, and foot, and a', Willie. Up, and warn a', Willie, Warn, warn a'; At length we rallied on a hill, And briskly up did draw, Willie.
But when Argyle did view our line
And them in order saw, Willie, He straight gaed to Dumblane again, And back his left did draw, Willie. Up, and warn a', Willie, Warn, warn a'; Then we to Auchterairder march'd To wait a better fa', Willie.
Now if ye spier wha wan the day, I've tell'd you what I saw, Willie, We baith did fight, and baith did beat, And baith did rin awa, Willie. Up, and warn a', Willie, Warn, warn a'; For second-sighted Sandie said We'd do nae gude at a', Willie. |
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