[Verse 1]
Will ye go to Sheriffmuir
Bauld John o Innisture?
There to see the noble Mar
And his Heiland laddies
A’ the true men o the north
Angus, Huntly, and Seaforth
Scouring on tae cross the Forth
Wi their white cock-a-dies
[Verse 2]
There you’ll see the banners flare
There you’ll hear the bagpipes rare
And the trumpets deadly blare
Wi the cannon’s rattle
There you’ll see the bold McCraws
Cameron’s and Clanronald’s raws
A’ the clans wi loud huzzas
Rushing tae thе battle
[Verse 3]
There you’ll see thе noble Whigs
A’ the heroes o the brigs
Raw hides and withered wigs
Riding in array, man
Rien hose and raggit hools
Psalm-books and cutty stools
We’ll see never mair, man
Will ye go to Sheriffmuir
Bauld John o Innisture?
There to see the noble Mar
And his Heiland laddies
A’ the true men o the north
Angus, Huntly, and Seaforth
Scouring on tae cross the Forth
Wi their white cock-a-dies
[Verse 2]
There you’ll see the banners flare
There you’ll hear the bagpipes rare
And the trumpets deadly blare
Wi the cannon’s rattle
There you’ll see the bold McCraws
Cameron’s and Clanronald’s raws
A’ the clans wi loud huzzas
Rushing tae thе battle
[Verse 3]
There you’ll see thе noble Whigs
A’ the heroes o the brigs
Raw hides and withered wigs
Riding in array, man
Rien hose and raggit hools
Psalm-books and cutty stools
We’ll see never mair, man
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