James Hogg (Джеймс Хогг)

Cam Ye by Athole?

CAM ye by Athole braes, lad wi’ the philabeg,
  Down by the Tummel, or banks of the Garry?
Saw ye my lad, wi’ his bonnet and white cockade,
  Leaving his mountains to follow Prince Charlie?
    Charlie, Charlie, wha wadna follow thee?
      Lang hast thou loved and trusted us fairly!
    Charlie, Charlie, wha wadna follow thee?
      King of the Highland hearts, bonnie Prince Charlie!

I hae but ae son, my brave young Donald!
  But if I had ten they should follow Glengary:	
Health to MacDonald and gallant Clan Ronald,
  For they are the men that wad die for their Charlie.
    Charlie, Charlie, etc.

I ’ll to Lochiel and Appin, and kneel to them;
  Down by Lord Murray, and Roy of Kildarlie;
Brave Macintosh he shall fly to the field with them;
  They are the lads I can trust wi’ my Charlie.
    Charlie, Charlie, etc.

Down through the Lowlands, down wi’ the Whigamore,
  Loyal true Highlanders, down wi’ them rarely!
Ronald and Donald, drive on with the braid claymore,
  Over the necks of the foes of Prince Charlie!
    Charlie, Charlie, etc.

1. Aikendrum
2. Caledonia
3. Love Is Like a Dizziness
4. Sing on, Sing on
5. Blessed Be Thy Name Forever

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