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Alas! my Lord you are not strong,
You’ve scarcely got two thousand men,
There’s twenty thousand on the plain,
Lies rank and file at Crumdel.
Sing, &c.
Says great Montrose I will not stay,
So direct to me the nearest way,
For o’er the hill I’ll go this day,
And see the Haugh of Crumdel.
Sing, &c.
They were at dinner ev’ry man,
When great Momtrose upon them came,
And a second battle soon began,
Upon the haughs of Crumdel.
Sing, &c.
The Grants, M‘Kenzies, and M’Kays,
As soon’s Montrose they did espy,
They stand and fought full manfully,
Upon the haughs of Crumdel.
Sing, &c.
The M’Donalds they return’d again,
The Camerons did their standards join,
M'Intoshes play'd a bonny game,
Upon the haughs of Crumdel.
Sing, &c.
