The Standard on the Braes O Mar

The standard on the Braes o' Mar
Is up and streaming rarely
The gathering pipe on Lochnagar
Is sounding long and sairly.
The Highland men
From hill and glen
In martial hue
With bonnets blue.
With belted plaids
And burnished blades
Are coming late and early.
Wha wadna join our noble chief
The Drummond and Glengarry
McGregor, Murray, Rollo, Keith,
Panmure and Gallant Harry.
Fy! Donald, up and let’s awa.
We canna langer parley.
When Jammie’s back is at the wa'
The lad we lo’e sae dearly.
We’ll go, we’ll go.
And seek the foe
And fling the plaid,
And swing the blade,
And forward dash,
And hack and slash,
And fley the German carlie!
Wha wadna join our noble chief
The Drummond and Glengarry
And through the pass came brave Lochliel,
Panmure and gallant Murray.
Our prince has made a noble vow,
To free his country fairly.
Then wha would be a traitor now,
To ane we lo’e sae dearly.
We’ll go, we’ll go and seek the foe,
By land or sea, wheree’er they be.
Then man to man and in the van,
We’ll win or die for Charlie.
McDonald’s men
ClanRanaid’s men
Mckenzie’s men
McGillvary’s men
Strathallan’s men
The Lowlan' men
Of Callender and Airly.
McDonald’s men
ClanRanaid’s men
Mckenzie’s men
McGillvary’s men
Strathallan’s men
The Lowlan' men
Of Callender and Airly.