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But our noble Clans they cold not stay,
Out over the hills they ran away,
And sore they do lament the day.
That ever they came to Crumdel.Sing &c.
Says great Montrose, I must not stay,
Wilt thou direct the nearest way,
Over the hills I‘ll go this day
And see the Haughs of Crumdel.Sing &c.
Alas! my Lord, you are not strong
You've scarcely got two thousand men
There is twenty thousand on the plain
Lies rank and file in Crumdel.Sing &c.
Says great Montrose, I will not stay
So direct me to the nearest way,
For over the hills I‘ll go this day
And see the Haughs of Crumdel.Sing &c
They were at dinner every man,
When great Montrose upon them came,
And a second battle soon began
Upon the Haughs of Crumdel.Sing &c.
The Grants, M‘Kenzies and M‘Kay
As soon as Montrose they did espy
They stood and fought most manfully
Upon the Haughs of Cromdel.Sing &c.
The M'Donolds they returned again
The Camerons did their standard join
M'Intoshes played a bonny game
Upon the Haughs of Crumdel.Sing &c.
