There's a braw fine regiment as ilka mon should ken,
They are deevils at the fechtin', they ha'e clured a sicht o'men,
And ha'e suppit muuckle whusky when the canteen they gang ben,
The Hielan'men frae braw Glenwhorple.
Chorus:
Heuch! Glenwhorple Hielan'men!
Great strong whusky-suppin' Hielan'men,
Hard-workin', hairy-leggit Hielan'men,
Slainte mhor Glenwhorple.
2. They were foonded by McAdam, who of a' men was the fairst,
He resided in Glen Eden, whaur he pipit like tae burst,
Wi' a fig leaf for a sporran, an'a pairfect Hielan thairst,
Till he stole awa' the aipples frae Glenwhorple.
Chorus:
3. When the waters o'the deluge drookit a' the whole world o'er.
The Colonel o' the Regiment his name was Shaun McNoah,
Sae a muckle boat he biggit an' he sneckit up the door,
An' he sailed awa' from drooned Glenwhorple.
Chorus:
4. Then syne he sent a corporal, and gert him find the land
He returned wi' an empty whusky bottle in his hand,
Sae they kent the flood was dryin'; he was fu', ye understand,
For he'd foond a public hoose abune the water.
Chorus:
5. When good King Solomon was ruler o' the Glen,
He had a hundred pipers and a thoosan' fechtin' men,
An' a mighty fine establishment I hae no doot ye ken,
For he kept a sicht o' wives in auld Glenwhorple.
Chorus:
6. Then there came a birkie bangster, who was chieftain o'the Clan,
His name it was t'Wallace, an' he was a fechtin' mon,
For he harried a' the border and awa' the Southron ran,
Frae the dingin' o' the claymores o' Glenwhorple.
Chorus:
7. When the bonnie pipes are skirlin', an' the lads are on parade
I' the braw Glenwhorple tartan, wi' the claymore an' the plaid,
When the Sergeant-Major's sober an' the Colonel's no afraid
O' seein' tartan spiders in Glenwhorple!
Chorus:
8. Eh, a bonnie sicht they mak', when the canteen they gang ben
When the morn's parade is o'er, she'll be fu' a' drunken' men,
An' a thoosan' canty kilties will be stottin' doon the Glen
For they drink a power o' whusky in Glenwhorple.
Chorus:
|
