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the BATTLE OF SHERRA-MOOR

Found in 1806.abc from the John Chambers' music books abc collection
X: 3
T: the BATTLE OF SHERRA-MOOR
N: In the 1811 edition, it's "SHERRA-MUIR".
O: 1806
B: "Caledonian Musical Repository", 1806, p.236-239
F: http://digital.nls.uk/special-collections-of-printed-music/pageturner.cfm?id=87661539
Z: 2013 John Chambers <jc:trillian.mit.edu>
M: 2/4
L: 1/8
K: G
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g | d G G G | d G B G |
w: O cam ye here the fight to shun, Or
d G G G | d2 B d | c A A A |
w: herd the sheep wi' me, man? Or was ye at the
c A B A | Tc A A A | d2 B ::
w: Sher-ra-moor, Or did the bat-tle see, man?
A | G g g a | g e d B |
w: I saw the bat-tle sair and teugh, and
A a a b | a g Tf e |
w: reek-in red ran mony a sheugh; My
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d g g a | g e d g |
w: heart for fear gae sough for sough, To
f a e g | f a e g |
w: hear the thuds, and see the cluds, O'
f a e g | f a e f |
w: clans frae woods, in tar-tan duds, Wha
g> a b f | g2 f |]
w: glaum'd at king-doms three, man.
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W:2.The red-coat lads, wi' black cockades,
W:    To meet them were na slaw, man;
W:  They rush'd, and push'd, and blude outgush'd,
W:    And mony a bouk did fa', man.
W:  The great Argyle led on his files,
W:  I wat they glanc'd for twenty miles;
W:  They hough'd the clans like nine-pin kyles,
W:  They hack'd and hash'd, while braid swords clash'd,
W:  And through they dash'd, and hew'd, and smash'd
W:    Till fey men died awa, man,
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W:
W:3.But had ye seen the philibegs,
W:    And skyrin tartan trews, man,
W:  When in the teeth they dar'd our whigs,
W:    And covenant true-blues, man.
W:  In lines extended lang and large,
W:  When bayonets oppos'd the targe,
W:  And thousands hasten'd to the charge;
W:  Wi' Highland wrath they frae the sheath
W:  Drew blades o' death, till out o' breath,
W:    They fled like frighted dows, man.
W:
W:4.O, how de'il, Tam, can that be true?
W:    The chace gade frae the north, man;
W:  I saw, mysel, they did pursue
W:    The horsemen back to Forth, man;
W:  And at Dunblane, in my ain sight,
W:  They took the brig wi' a' their might,
W:  And straught to Stirling winged their flight
W:  But, cursed lot! the gates were shut,
W:  And mony a hunted, poor red-coat,
W:    For fear amaist did swarf, man,
W:
W:5.My sister Kate cam up the gate
W:    Wi' crowdie unto me, man;
W:  She swoor she saw some rebels run
W:    To Perth and to Dundee, man,
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W:  Their left-hand general had nae skill;
W:  The Angus lads had nae gude will
W:  That day their neibours' blude to spill:
W:  For fear by foes that they should lose
W:  Their cogs o' brose, they scar'd at blows.
W:    And hameward fast did flee, man.
W:
W:6.They've lost some gallant gentlemen
W:    Amang the Highland clans, man;
W:  I fear my Lord Panmure is slain,
W:    Or in his en'mies hands, man.
W:  Now wad ye sing this double flight,
W:  Some fell for wrang, and some for right,
W:  And mony bade the warld gude-night;
W:  Say pell and mell, wi' muskets knell,
W:  How tories fell, and whigs to h-ll
W:    Flew aff in frighted bands, man.
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