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Thus the great Montrose did say,
Can you direct the nearest way ?
For I will o'er the hills this day,
And view the haughs of Cromdale,
Alas, my Lord, you're not so strong,
You scarcely have two thousand men,
And there's twenty thousand on the plain,
Stand rank and file on Cromdale.
Thus the great Montrose did say,
I say, direct the nearest way,
For I will o'er the hills this day,
And see the haughs of Cromdale.
They were at dinner, every man,
When great Montrose upon them came,
A second battle then began,
Upon the haughs of Cromdale.
The Grants, Mackenzies, and Mackays,
Soon as Montrose they did espy,
O then they fought most vehemently,
Upon the haughs of Cromdale.
The M' Donalds they return'd again,
The Camerons did their standard join,
M'Intosh play'd a bonny game,
Upon the haughs of Cromdale.
The M'Gregors fought like lions bold,
M'Phersons none could them controul,
M'Lauchlins fought like loyal souls,
Upon the haughs of Cromdale.
M'Leans, M'Dougals, and M'Neals,
So boldly as they took the field,
And made their enemies to yield,
Upon the haughs of Cromdale.
The Gordons boldly did advance,
The Frazers fought with sword and lance,
The Grahams they made their heads to dance,
Upon the haughs of Cromdale.