Scots song

As I came in by Ach-in-doon,

A little wee bit frae the toon,

When to the Highlands, I was bound,

To veiw the haughs o' Crom-dale.

I met a man in tar-tan trews,

I speer'd at him what was the news,

Quo' he, "The High-land ar-my rues,

That e'er we came to Crom-dale.

When the English  host  upon us came

A bloody battle then began,

Upon the haughs o' Cromdale

The English horses the were so rude,

They bathed their hoofs in Highland blood,

But our brave clans they boldly stood,

Upon the haughs o' Crom dale.

Alas!  We could no longer stay,

For o'er the hills we came away,

And sore we do lament the day,

That e'er we cam to Cromdale.

Thus the great Montrose did say,

"Can you direct the nearest way?

For I will o'er the hills this day,

And view the haughs o' Cromdale

Alas, my lord, you're no' sae strong,

You scarcely have two thousand men,

And there's twenty thousand on the plain,

Stand rank and file on Cromdale.

Thus the great Montrose did say,

" I say, direct the nearest way,

For I will o'er the hills this day,

And see the haugh o' Cromdale.

They were at dinner, every man,

When they Montrose upon them came;

A second battle then began,

Upon the haughs o' Cromdale

The Grant, MacKenzie and McKay,

Soon as Montrose they did espy,

O, then they fought most valiantly,

Upon the haughs o' Cromdale

The Macdonalds they returned again,

The Camerons did their standard join,

MacIntosh played a bloody game,

Upon the haughs o' Cromdale.

The MacGregors fought like lions bold,

The MacPhersons, none could them control,

MacLauchlins fought like loyal,

Upon the haughs o' Cromdale.

MacLeans, MacDougals and MacNeils,

Sae boldly as they took the field,

And made their enemies to yield,

Upon the haughs o' Cromdale.

The Gordons boldly did advance,

The Frazers faught with sword and lance,

The Grahams they made the heads to dance,

Upon the haughs o' Cromdale

The loyal Stewarts, With Montrose,

So boldy set upon their foes,

And brought them down with Highland blows,

Upon the haughs o' Cromdale.

Of twenty thousand Cromwell's men,

Five hundred fled to Aberdeen,

The rest of them lay on the plain,

Upon the haughs o' Cromdale.

Speer'd-asked

Toon-town

Trews- trousers