Wha'll be King but Charlie? |
Lady Nairne
The news frae Moidart that cam' last nicht, Will soon gar monie ferlie; For ships o' war hae just cam in, And landit Royal Charlie. Chorus: Come thro' the heather, aroond him gather, Ye're a' the welcomin' earlie; Aroond him cling wi' a' your kin; For wha'll be King but Charlie? Come thro' the heather, aroond him gather, Ye're a' the welcomin' earlie; And crown your rightfu' lawfu' King! For wha'll be King but Charlie?
2. The Hieland clans, wi' sword in hand, |
3. The lowlands a', baith great an' sma, Wi' mony a Lord and Laird, hae Declar'd for Scotia's king an' law, An speil yer blud for Charlie. Chorus:
4. There's ne'er a lass in a' the lan'
5.And here's a health tae Charlie's cause, |