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Who thought the 77th to sell,
But God detected his roguery.
Then gen. Smith came to the plain,
And ask’d of him where were his men?
The pox on me if I do ken,
They comb’d my hair this morning.
Our Major, like a soldier bold,
He said my lads you shan’t be sold,
For of your hands I’ll take a hold,
And bring you off this morning.
Sir Robert Stewart of birth and fame,
And long may he maintain the same,
To be an honour to the name,
May all thats good come o’er him.
Messrs. Viner and Maitland too,
To them our hearty thanks is due:
Our cause they stood both firm and true
In spite of M———y’s roguery.
When the news to London went,
Lord George Lennox down was sent,
To look into the men’s complaint,
How they were used that morning.
Lord George Lennox a soldier brave,
How generously he did behave,
His word of honour to us gave,
We should not be sent over.
The G. Gordon shouldn’t be forgot,
Said, we fine and a trusty scot,