Sound the pibroch loud and high
Frae John o' Groats to the Isle of Skye
Let all the clans, their slogans cry
And rise to follow Charlie

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Hatchey-fo and fo and fo
Hatchey-fo and fo and fo
Hatchey-fo and fo and fo
Rise and follow Charlie

And see a small devoted band
By dark Lock Shiel have ta'en their stand
And proudly vow with heart and hand
To fight for Royal Charlie

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On dark Culloden's field of gore
Hark! Hark! they shout Claymore! Claymore!
They bravely fight, what can they more?
They die for Royal Charlie

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No more we'll see their likes again
Deserted is each highland glen
Proudly the cairns lie over them
The men who died for Charlie

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