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As I came in by Auchindown,

A little wee bit frae the town,

Unto the Highlands I was bound,

To view the Haughs of Cromdale.

Sing, Dandy didle, faty fidle,

Heuch an' doodle, fidle fadle,

Unto the Highlands I was bound,

To view the Haughs of Cromdale.

I met a man in tartan trews,

I spiered at him what was the news,

Said he, the Highland army rues,

That e'er they came to Cromdale.

Sing, dandy didle, faty fidle, &c.

They were in bed sure every man,

When the English host upon them came,

A bloody blattle soon began

Upon the Haughs of Cromdale.

Sing, dandy didle, faty fidle, &c.

The English horse they were so rude,

They bath'd their hoofs in Highland blood,