MacGregor's Gathering

The moon's on the lake, and the mist's on the brae, And the Clan has a name that is nameless by day;
 * Then gather, gather, gather, Grigalach!
 * Gather, gather, gather, &c.

Our signal for fight, that from monarchs we drew, Must be heard but by night in our vengeful haloo!
 * Then haloo, Grigalach! haloo, Grigalach!
 * Haloo, haloo, haloo, Grigalach, &c.

Glen Orchy's proud mountains, Coalchuirn and her towers, Glenstrae and Glenlyon no longer are ours;
 * We're landless, landless, landless, Grigalach!
 * Landless, landless, landless, &c.

But doom'd and devoted by vassal and lord, MacGregor has still both his heart and his sword!
 * Then courage, courage, courage, Grigalach!
 * Courage, courage, courage, &c.

If they rob us of name, and pursue us with beagles, Give their roofs to the flame, and their flesh to the eagles!
 * Then vengeance, vengeance, vengeance, Grigalach!
 * Vengeance, vengeance, vengeance, &c.

While there's leaves in the vorest, and foam on the river, MacGregor, despite them, shall flourish for ever!
 * Come then, Grigalach, come then, Grigalach,
 * Come then, come then, come then, &c.

Through the depths of Loch Katrine the steed shall career, O'er the peak of Ben-Lomond the galley shall steer, And the rocks of Crag-Royston like icicles melt, Ere our wrongs be forgot, or the vengeance unfelt!
 * Then gather, gather, gather Grigalach!
 * Gather, gather, gather, &c.