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 The Douglas, Campbells and the Hay,

And Gordons from the water Spey,

So boldly as they fought that day.

With the brave Montgomerie.

The Kers and Murrays of renown,

The Keiths, Boyds and Hamilton,

They brought their foes down to the groun'

And fought with braverie.

Sound, sound the music, sound it,

Let hills and dales rebound it,

Fill up the glass and round we't,

In praise of our Heroes bold.

If Scotsmen were always true.

We’d make our enemies to rue,

But alas! we’re not all true blue,

As we were in days of old.

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My trowsers wide, and trampers rum,

{{em}}my nab and flowing jib;

I sail the seas from end to end,

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At every mess we find a friend,

{{em}}at every port a wife.

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