Child's, The English And Scottish Ballads

Volume 7 of 8 from 1860 edition - online book

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And there the greatest slaughter made That e'er poor Tonald saw, Willie. Up and war, Sfc.
First when they saw our Highland mob, They swore they'd slay us a', Willie ;
And yet ane fyl'd his breiks for fear,               30
And so did rin awa', Willie:
We drave him back to Bonnybrigs, Dragoons, and foot, and a', Willie. Up and war, fyc.
But when their gen'ral view'd our lines,
And them in order saw, Willie,                    35
He straight did march into the town, And back his left did draw, Willie:
Thus we taught them the better gate, To get a better fa', Willie. Up and war, fyc.
And then we rally'd on the hills,                    «
And bravely up did draw, Willie; But gin ye spear wha wan the day,
I'll tell you what I saw, Willie : We baith did fight, and baith were beat,
And baith did run awa', Willie.                  «
So there's my canty Highland sang
About the thing I saw, Willie.