Culloden Field

The Prince sat on his Gray Horse and bade the Pipes be played
The wind pulled at our drones as "load up", I heard men say
As sleet slid from the battalion drums
As sleet slid from the battalion drums
Then o'er the brae came rumbling from mouths of heated steel
Lord Belford's shot came tumbling our rebel forces reeled
As rant on rant addressed the drums
As rant on rant addressed the drums

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Wind blow the shot away protect him from the fray
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But only fog was blown away and we saw the light of day

Then Austin lost his lady a strong and healthy Mare
As Daniel pleads now to our Prince "rein up", I heard him say
As sleet slid from the battalion drums
As sleet slid from the battalion drums
Now Cumberland thought shrewdly forbade a charge that day
Lord Murray saw red on his flank close up I heard men say
As rant on rant addressed the drums
As rant on rant addressed the drums
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Protect our kin you find impressed in the enemy lines
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Blood Chieftains have their way so brother doth brother slay

The regiment of Barrell's withstood the Highland charge
No one took heel from slashing steel no quarter was given that day
As sleet slid from the battalion drums
As sleet slid from the battalion drums
Now the Frasers lost their colors blue silk sunk in marshy ground
While Murray's charge did break the line like wolves they mowed men down
As rant on rant addressed the drums
As rant on rant addressed the drums
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Rain wash the blood away the blood that's spilled today
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Would the fox that got away turn and fight another day

Now Culloden's fields are empty and grass grows to the knee
And of this Prince this man of myth we cry out Bonnie Charlie
As even in Sleet the curious come
As even in Sleet the curious come
Now o'er the sea came rumbling from those that knew Eachdraidh
For this nation blessed and long-suppressed they sing out our history
As clan on clan hear their drums
As clan on clan hear their drums
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Couldn't take what we held dear our bagpipe kilt and beer
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So I'll charge my glass and cheer a proud seven hundred years