The Hills of Killiecrankie

Where have you been in such finery, lad?

Where have you been dressed so gaudy, oh?

Where have you been in such finery, lad?

Did you come from Killiecrankie, oh?

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If you had been where I have been,

You wouldn’t be so cheerful, oh;

If you had seen what I have seen,

On the hills of Killiecrankie, oh.

I fought at land, I fought at sea,

At home I fought my auntie, oh;

But I met the Devil and Dundee1

On the hills of Killiecrankie, oh.

[Chorus]

The bold Pitcur fell in a furrow

And Claver’s made a loud noise, oh,

I would have fed an Athol hawk2

On the hills of Killiecrankie, oh.

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Oh damn, Mackay3, what caused you to lie

In the bushes beyond the gaudy, oh?

You’d do better to kiss King William’s hand,

Than to come to Killiecrankie, oh.

There's no shame, there's no shame,

There's no shame to a strapping youth, oh;

There are sour sloes on Athol hills,

And the Devil’s at Killiecrankie, oh.

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