The Haws of Cromdale/The Haws of Cromdale

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THE HAWS OF CROMDALE.


As I came in by Achendown.
A little wee bit frae the town,
When to the highlande I was boun',
Upon the haws of Cromdale.

I met a man in tartan trews,
I spier'd at him what was the news;
Quoth he, The highland army rues
That e'er we came to Cromdale.

We were in bed sir, every man,
When the English army on us came,
A blood battle then began,
Upon the haws of Cromdale.

The English horse thay were so rude,
They bath'd their hoofs n highland blood,
But our brave clans they boldly stood,
Upon the haws of Cromdale.

But alas we could no longer stay,
For o'er the hills we came away,
And sore we do lament the day,
That d'or we came to Cromdale.

Thus the great Montrose did say
Can you direct the nearest way ?
For I will o'er the hill this day,
And view the haws of Cromdale.

Alas, my Lord, you're not so strong,
You scarcely have two thousand men,
And there's twenty thousand men,
Stand rank and file at Cromdale.

Thus then tho great Montrose did say,
I say, direct the nearest way,
For I will o'er the hills this day,
And see the haws of Cromdale.

They were at dinner every man,
When great Montrose upon them came,
A second battle soon began,
Upon the haws of Cromdale.

The Grants, Mackenzies, and Mackays,
Soon as Montrose they did copy,
O then they fought most vehemently,
Upon the haws of Cromdale.

The M‘Donalds they return'd again,
The Cameron did their standard join,
M'Intoshes play’d a bonny game,
Upon the haws of Cromdale.

The M'Gregors fought like lyons bold
M Phersons none could them controul,
M'Lachlins fought like valiant souls,
Upon the haws of Cromdale.

M‘Leans, M Dougals, and M Neals,
So boldly as they took the field,
And made their enemies to yield,
Upon the haws of Cromdale.

The Gordons boldly did advance,
The Frazers fought with sword and lance,
The Grahams they made their heads to dance,
Upon the haws of Cromdale.

The loyal Stewart, with Montrose,
So boldly set upon their foes,
And brought them down with highland blows,
Upon the haws of Cromdale.

Of twenty thousand Cromwell's men,
Five hundred fled to Aberdeen.
The rest of them lyes on the plain,
Upon the haws of Cromdale.



This work was published before January 1, 1925, and is in the public domain worldwide because the author died at least 100 years ago.