Rise, Rise - The Corries

Rise!

Rise!

Lowland and Highland men

Bals Sire and beardless son, each come, and early:

Rise!

Rise!

Mainland and Island men

Belt on your broadswords and fight for Prince Charlie!

Doon from the mountain steep

Up from the valley deep

Out from the clacan, the bothy, and shieling

Bugle and battle-drum

Bid chief and vassal come

Loudly on bagpipes the pibroch are pealing

II

Men of the mountains descendants of hereos!

Heirs of the fame and the hills of your fathers-

Say, shall the Sassenach southron not fear us

When fierce the war-peal each plaides clan gathers?

Long on the trophied walls

Of our ancestral halls

Rust has been blumting the armour of Albin:

Seize them, ye Mountain Macs

Buckler and battle-axe

Lads of Lochaber, Breamar and Breadalbine

III

When hath the tartan plaid mantled a coward?

When did the bonnet blue crest the disloyal?

Up, then, and crowd to the standard of Stuard!

Follo your hero, the rightful the royal

Come, Chief o’Clanronald

And gallant M’Donald

Lovat, Lochiel, with the Grant, and the Gordon

Rouse every kilted clan

Rouse every loyal men

Musket on shoulder, and tight the broadsword on!

Wieder ein Lied, das mit dem Krieg zu tun hat, der Text ist ein Aufruf an alle

Schotten, sich anzuschließen und für die Freiheit, ihr Land und ihren König

Bonnie Prince Charlie zu kämpfen