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Culloden Revisited
Heathen warriors dressed in the plaid Victims of time and an evil brigade Pursue their beliefs far into the South Gaelic words from a Jacobite mouth Like bairns against many a gun The highlanders decided to run Not for home and to safety for sure But on, eyes glowing with revenge and more Years ago when those from the south they came Leaving thousands on our hillsides, all slain They stole our life and what we had made With their falseness, cowardice and anti-accolade But now the tables are turned time about Revenge is found now, many lessons will be taught Against those who fight with machines of steel May defend, but our devilry will help us kill Once again we'll live alone in peace Sad how it had to end as massacre Resentful we are but necessary to achieve So let the pipers play and broadswords sag And dance below the Fairy Flag With jigs and reels to please the folk Voices of the aged in the darkness, do croak The waters of the loch are crystal clear Only one shall disturb me, brother of mine his barren land that we love so dearly Only hours ago we lost it nearly We fought as only Scots know how Completely fearless, pipers in the line Until we defeated- was only a question of time Our life, life.....wonderful tartan life of mine
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