Corries - Battle Of Prestonpans Lyrics
General Cope led frae behind to keep his men in orderWhen the English ran he was in the van and first acrossThe borderThe Chevalier being void o' fear did march up BirsleBrae, manThrough Tranent ere he did stent as fast as he couldGae, manGeneral Cope did taunt and mock wi' many a loud huzza,ManBut ere next morn proclaimed the dawn we heard anotherCraw, manThe brave Lochiel, as I heard tell, led Camerons on inClouds, manThe morning fair and clear the air, they loose'd wi'Devilish thuds, manDoon guns they threw and swords they drew, soon theyChased them off, manOn Seaton Crafts they buffet their chafts and gar'dThem run like daft, manNow Cadell? dressed in among the rest wi' gun and guidClaymore, manA gelding grey he rade that day wi' pistols set before,ManThe cause was good, he'd spend his blood before that heWould yield, manBut the night before he left the core and never facedThe field, manNow Simpson keen to clear his een o' rebels far andRound, manDid never strive wi' pistols five but galloped wi' theThrong, manOn Soutra Hill there he stood still before he tastedMeat, manTroth he may brag o' his swift nag that bore him off soFleet, manThe bluff Dragoon swore blood and 'oons they'd mak' theRebels run, manYet they flee when them they see and winnae fire a gun,ManThey turn'd their back, their foot they brak', terrorSeiz'd them a', manSome wet their cheeks, some filled their breeks andSome for fear did fa', man
