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Aye an' a bit of Mackerel rack and ruin
Ran it by the haim, 'ma place
Well, I slapped me and I slapped it doon in the
And I cried, cried,

The fear a fallen down taken never the raize
And then Marion, get out wi' ye Claymore out
Mi pocket a' ran doon, the middn' stain
Picking the horde that was fallen around ma feet

Never he cried, never shall it ye get me
Ye rotten hound of the crew
Well, I fer the blade O my Claymore cut
And thrust and I fell before him round his feet

Aye, a roar he frae the bottom of his heart
That I nay fall but as dead
Dead as 'a can be by his feet, de ya
And the cried Mary