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Chorus. Sing tanteradel, tanteradel,
Unto the Highlands I was bound,
To view the Haughs of Crumdel!
I met a man in tartan trews,
I spear'd at him what was the news?
Says he, The Highland army rues,
That e'er they came to Crumdel.Sing, &c.
Lord Livingston rode from Inverness,
Our Highland Lads for to distress,
And has brought us a' unto disgrace.
Upon the Haughs of Crumdel.Sing, &c.
The English Gen'ral he did say,
We'll give the Highland Lads fair play,
We'll sound our trumpets, and give huzza.
And waken them at Crumdel.Sing, &c.
Says Livingston, I hold it best,
To catch them lurking in their nest,
The Highland Lads we will distress,
And hough them down at Crumdel.Sing, &c.
So they were in bed, Sir, every one.
When the English army on them came,
And a bloody battle soon began,
Upon the Haughs of Crumdel.Sing, &c.
The English horse they were so rude,
They bath'd their hooves in Highland blood.
Our noble clans most firmly stood,
Upon the Haughs of Crumdel.Sing &c.
