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Were each grey hair a minstrel strings,
Each cord should imprecations fling,
Till startled Scotland loud should ring,
"Revenge for blood and treachery."
WELCOME ROYAL CHARLIE.
Arouse! arouse! ilk kilted clan,
Let Highland hearts lead on the van,
Forward wi' her durk in hand,
To fight for royal Charlie.
Welcome Charlie, owre the main.
The Highland hills are a’ your ain,
Welcome to your ain again,
Welcome royal Charlie.
Auld Scotia’s sons ’mang Highland hills,
Can nobly brave the face o' ills;
For kindred fire ilk bosom fills,
At sight of royal Charlie.
Welcome Charlie, &c.
Her ancient Thistle wags hoe-pow.
