Текст: Andy M. Stewart. The Haughs Of Cromdale.

As I came in by Auchindoun
A little wee bit frae the town
When to the Highlands I was bound
To view the Haughs of Cromdale

I met a man in tartan trews
I spiered at him, what was the news
Quo' he, "The Highland army rues
That ever we came to Cromdale"

"We were in bed, sir, every man
When the English host upon us came
A bloody battle then began
Upon the Haughs of Cromdale"

"The English horse, they were so rude
They bathed their hoofs in Highland blood
But our brave clans, they boldly stood
Upon the Haughs of Cromdale"

"But, alas, we could no longer stay
For over the hills we came away
And sore we do lament the day
That ever we came to Cromdale"

Thus the great Montrose did say
"Can you direct the nearest way?
For I will over the hills this day
And view the Haughs of Cromdale"

"Alas, niy, Lord, you're not so strong
You scarcely have two thousand men
And there's twenty-thousand on the plane
Stand rank and file on Cromdale"

Thus the great Montrose did say
"I say, direct the nearest way
For I will over the hills this day
And see the Haughs of Cromdale"

They were at dinner, every man
When the great Montrose upon them came
A second battle then began
Upon the Haughs of Cromdale

The Grant, Mackenzie and M'Ky
Soon as Montrose they did espy
Oh, then they fought most valiantly
Upon the Haughs of Cromdale

The M'Donalds, they returned again
The Camerons did their standard join
M'Intosh played a bloody game
Upon the Haughs of Cromdale

The M'Gregors fought like lions bold
M'Phersons, none could them control
M'Lauchlins fought like loyal souls
Upon the Haughs of Cromdale

M'Leans, M'Dougals and M'Neils
So boldly as they took the field
And made their enemies to yield
Upon the Haughs of Cromdale

The Gordons boldly did advance
The Frasers fought with sword and lance
The Grahams they made the heads to dance
Upon the Haughs of Cromdale

The loyal Stewarts with Montrose
So boldly set upon their foes
And brought them down with Highland blows
Upon the Haughs of Cromdale

Of twenty thousand Cromwell's men
Five hundred fled to Aberdeen
The rest of them lie on the plain
Upon the Haughs of Cromdale