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 Says Livingstone I hold it best,

To catch them lurking in their nest,

The Highland lads we will distress,

And hough them down at Crumdel.

Sing, &c.

So they were in bed, Sir, ev’ry one,

When the English army on them came,

And a bloody battle soon began.

Upon the Haugh of Crumdel.

Sing, &c.

The English horse they were so rude,

They bath’d their hoves in Highland blood,

Our noble clans most firmly stood,

Upon the Haugh of Crumdel.

Sing, &c.

But our noble clans they could not stay,

Out o’er the hill they ran away,

And sore they do lament the day,

That e’er they came to Crumdel.

Sing, &c.

Says great Montrose I must not stay,

Wilt thou direct the nearest may.

For o’er the hills I’ll go this day,

And see the haughs of Crumdel.

Sing, &c.