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And sore we do lament the day,
That d'or we came to Cromdale.
Thus the great Montrose did say
Can you direct the nearest way ?
For I will o'er the hill this day,
And view the haws of Cromdale.
Alas, my Lord, you're not so strong,
You scarcely have two thousand men,
And there's twenty thousand men,
Stand rank and file at Cromdale.
Thus then tho great Montrose did say,
I say, direct the nearest way,
For I will o'er the hills this day,
And see the haws of Cromdale.
They were at dinner every man,
When great Montrose upon them came,
A second battle soon began,
Upon the haws of Cromdale.
The Grants, Mackenzies, and Mackays,
Soon as Montrose they did copy,
O then they fought most vehemently,
Upon the haws of Cromdale.
The M‘Donalds they return'd again,
