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The Battle of
(Robert Burns)
'O, cam ye here the to shun,
Or herd the wi' me, man?
Or ye at the Sherra-moor,
Or did the see, man?'
'I saw the battle, and teugh,
And reekin-red ran monie a
My heart, for fear, gae for sough,
To hear the thuds, and see the
O clans frae woods, in duds,
Wha glaum'd at three, man.
La, la, la, la, etc.
'The red-coat lads wi cockauds,
To meet them na slaw, man;
They and push'd, and bluid outgush'd,
And monie a did fa', man!
The great led on his files,
I wat they for twenty miles;
They hough'd the clans nine-pin kyles,
They hack'd and hash'd, braid-swords clashed,
And thro they dash'd, and and smash'd,
Till fey men awa, man.
La, la, la, la, etc.
'But had ye the philibegs,
And skyrin tartan trews,
When in the teeth daur'd our Whigs,
And trueblues, man!
In extended lang and large,
When o'erpower'd the targe,
And thousands to the charge,
Wi' wrath and frae the sheath
blades o' death, till, out o' breath.
They like frightened dows, man!'
La, la, la, la, etc.
'O how Deil, Tam, can be true ?
The chase gaed the north, man!
I saw mysel, did pursue
The horseman to Forth, man:
And at Dunblane, in my ain sight,
They took the brig wi' a' might,
And straught to 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 came up the gate
Wi' crowdie unto me,
She she saw some rebels run
To and to Dundee, man!
left-hand general had nae skill;
The Angus had nae good will
That day their bluid to spill;
For fear, by foes, that 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 fear my Panmuir is slain,
Or in his en'mies'hands, man.
Now wad ye this double flight,
fell for wrang, and some for right,
But monie bade the world
Say, pell and mell, wi muskets'
How Tories fell, and Whigs to
off in frightened bands, man!
La, la, la, la, etc.
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