Sir Walter Scott
Tae the lairds i' convention t'was Claverhouse spoke|
E'er the Kings crown go down, there'll be crowns to be broke;
Then let each cavalier who loves honour and me
Come follow the bonnets o' bonnie Dundee.
Come fill up my cup, come fill up my can,
Saddle my horses and call out my men.
And it's Ho! for the west port and let us gae free,
And we'll follow the bonnets o' bonnie Dundee!
2. Dundee he is mounted, he rides doon the street,
3. There are hills beyond Pentland and lands beyond Forth,
4. Then awa' tae the hills, tae the lea, tae the rocks
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