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The Battle of
(Robert Burns)
'O, cam ye the fight to shun,
Or the sheep wi' me, man?
Or ye at the Sherra-moor,
Or did the battle see,
'I saw the battle, and teugh,
And ran monie a sheugh;
My heart, for fear, gae for sough,
To the thuds, and see the cluds
O clans frae woods, in duds,
Wha glaum'd at three, man.
La, la, la, la, etc.
'The lads wi black cockauds,
To meet them na slaw, man;
They and push'd, and bluid outgush'd,
And a bouk did fa', man!
The Argyle led on his files,
I wat they glanc'd for twenty
hough'd the clans like nine-pin kyles,
They and hash'd, while braid-swords clashed,
And thro dash'd, and hew'd and smash'd,
Till fey men awa, man.
La, la, la, la, etc.
'But had ye the philibegs,
And skyrin trews, man;
When in the teeth they our Whigs,
And trueblues, man!
In lines lang and large,
When baig'nets the targe,
And thousands to the charge,
Wi' Highland wrath and frae the
blades o' death, till, out o' breath.
They fled frightened dows, man!'
La, la, la, la, etc.
'O how Deil, Tam, can that be ?
The chase gaed the north, man!
I saw mysel, they did
The back to Forth, man:
And at Dunblane, in my ain sight,
They took the wi' a' their might,
And to Stirling wing'd their flight;
But, lot! the gates were shut,
And a huntit poor red-coat,
For fear did swarf, man!'
La, la, la, la, etc.
My sister Kate up the gate
Wi' crowdie unto me,
She swoor she saw rebels run
To and to Dundee, man!
Their general had nae skill;
The Angus lads had nae will
That day their neebors' bluid to
For fear, by foes, they should lose
Their cogs o brose; they at blows,
And fast did flee, man.
La, la, la, la, etc.
lost some gallant gentlemen,
Amang the clans, man!
I my Lord Panmuir is slain,
Or in his en'mies'hands, man.
Now wad ye sing this flight,
Some fell for wrang, and for right,
But bade the world guid-night;
Say, and mell, wi muskets' knell
How Tories fell, and Whigs to
Flew off in bands, man!
La, la, la, la, etc.
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