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THE BALLAD OF CLAN MAC AROON

 Listen ye now to a story
 The history of Clan Mac Aroon
 Tis a tale to set brave hearts a tremble
 And cause many a faint heart to swoon

 The English were thick in the Highlands
 Each with a sword neath his goon
 They were searching the moor and the heather
 For the King's diamond crusted spitoon
 But they needn't ah looked any further
 Twas in the hands of the Clans Mac Aroon

 The fight that ensued was ferocious
 With many a fine lad laid doon
 And though the bagpipes were playin atrocious
 It made the British just wonna gae hoom
 They were stubborn and bent on destruction
 And they fought to the last Mac Aroon

 When the dust and the smoke had all settled
 And the battle was over and doon
 There was naught but a pile of rubble
 Where the Mac Aroon castle had boon
 But the English went home empty handed
 For although the battle they woon
 They never more saw the King's cuspidor
 Nor slew they the last Mac Aroon

 So we sing and we drink our proud fellows
 Whose brave sons were laid in their tomb
 For they fought and they died
 On the wide Firth of Clyde
 just to spit in an English spitoon
 The gloroius Clan Mac Aroon

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