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Henry Wadsworth Longfellow, ed. Poems of Places: An Anthology in 31 Volumes.
Scotland: Vols. VI–VIII. 1876–79.

Killiecrankie

Killicrankie

By Anonymous

WHARE ha’e ye been sae braw, lad?

Whare ha’e ye been sae brankie, O?

Whare ha’e ye been sae braw, lad?

Came ye by Killicrankie, O?

An ye had been whare I ha’e been,

Ye wadna been sae cantie, O;

And ye had seen what I ha’e seen,

I’ the braes o’ Killicrankie, O.

I faught at land, I faught at sea,

At hame I faught my auntie, O;

But I met the devil and Dundee,

On the braes o’ Killicrankie, O;

An ye had been, etc.

The bauld Pitcur fell in a furr,

And Clavers gat a clankie, O,

Or I had fed an Athol gled

On the braes o’ Killicrankie, O.

An ye had been, etc.

O fie, Mackay, what gart ye lie

I’ the bush ayont the brankie, O?

Ye ’d better kissed King Willie’s loof,

Than come to Killicrankie, O.

It ’s nae shame, it ’s nae shame,

It ’s nae shame to shank ye, O;

There ’s sour slaes on Athol braes,

And deils at Killicrankie, O.