Brobdingnagian bards

Follow prince charlie

Brobdingnagian bards

Cam' ye by Athol, lad wi' the philabeg,
Down by the Tummel, or banks of the Garry?
Saw ye the lads, wi' their bonnets an' white cockades,
Leaving their mountains to follow Prince Charlie.

Follow thee, follow thee, wha wadna follow thee?
Long has thou loved and trusted us fairly!
Charlie, Charlie, wha wadna follow thee?
King o' the Highland hearts, bonnie Prince Charlie.

I have but one son, my gallant young Donald
If I had ten, they should follow Glengarry
Health to MacDonald and gallant Clan Ronald,
For these are the men that will die for their Charlie.

I'll go to Lochiel, and Appin, and kneel to them
Down by Lord Murray and Roy of Kildarlie
Brave Mackintosh, he shall fly to the field wi' them
These are the men I can trust wi' my Charlie.

Down through the Lowlands, down wi' the whigamore,
Loyal true Highlanders, down wi' them rarely
Ronald and Donald drive on wi' the braid claymore,
Over the necks o' the foes o' Prince Charlie.

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