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And we'll drink to the Cameron, we'll drink to Lochiel,
And, for Charley, we'll drink all the French to the de'il.
Will you, Donald, will you, Callum, drink there until
There be heads lie like peats if herseP had her will !
There be groats on the land, there be fish in the sea,
And there's fouth in the coggie for Friendship and me,
Come then, Donald, come then, Callum, come then to-night*
Sure the Highlander be first in the fuddle and the fight.

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