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For Murray's light horse are to muster
And oh, how the heroes will swear !
And there will be Murray commander,
And Gordon the battle to win :
Like brithers they'll stand by eacli other,
Sae knit in alliance and sin.
And there will be black-nebbed Johnnie,
The tongue of the trump to them a' ;
If he get na hell for his haddin',
The deil gets nae justice ava !
And there will be Templeton's birkie,
A boy no sae black at the bane ;
But, as to his fine Nabob fortune,
We'll e'en let the subject alane.
And there will be Wigton's new sheriff:
Dame Justice fu' brawl y has sped ;
She's gotten tlie heart of a B by,
But what lias become of the head ?
And there will be Cardoness' squire,
So mighty in Cardoness eyes ;
A wight that will weather damnation,
For the devil the prey will despise.
And there will be Douglasses doughty.
New christening towns far and near ;
Abjuring their democrat doings,
By kissing the doup of a peer.
And there will be Kenmure sae generous,
Whose honour is proof 'gainst the storm ;
To save them frae stark reprobation,
He lent them his name to the firm.

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