Awa’ Whigs Awa’

Our thrissles are a’ flourish’d And bonnie bloom’d our roses But Whigs cam like a frost in June An’ wither’d a’ our posies Chorus: Awa’, Whigs, awa’ Awa’, Whigs, awa’ Ye’re jist a pack o’ traitor louns Ye’ll dae nae guid at a’ Our sad decay in church and state Surpasses my descriving The Whigs […]

On Wi’ the Braid Claymore

Cam’ ye by Atholl, 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. Chorus Follow thee, follow thee, wha wadna follow thee? Long has thou lov’d an’ trusted us fairly! Charlie, Charlie, wha wadna […]