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 4 He turn’d his back and in a crack, was cleanly out of sight man : And thought it best—it was nae jest, wi' Highlanders to fight man.

’Mong a' the gang none bade the bang, but twa and ane was tone man ; For Campbell rade but Morie staid, and sair he paid the kain man ; Fell skelps he got was wnur than shot, frae the sharp edg’d claymore man, Frae mony a spout came rinnin' out, bis reeking red hot gore man.

But Gardner brave did still behave like to a hero bright man ; His courage true like him were few, that still despised flight man ; For king and country’s cause, in honour’s bed he lay, man, His life but not his courage fled, while he had breath to draw mam.

And Major Boyle that worthy soul, was brought down to the ground man, His horse being shot it was his lot, for to get many a wound man :