Bonnie Prince Charlie.

I ha'e but ae son, my brave young Donald,
But if I had ten they should follow Glengarry!
Health to Macdonald, and gallant clan Roland,
For they are the lads that would die for Prince Charlie.
Follow thee, follow thee, &c.

Down through the Lowlands, down wi' the Whigamores,
Loyal true Highlanders, down wi' them rarely,
Ronald and Donald drive on wi' your braid claymores,
Over the necks o' the foes o' Prince Charlie.
Follow thee, follow thee, &c.