The Fields O’ Rosslyn (Words and music D. Gilfillan)
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There came the word, they were abroad
Segrave had crossed the border
We’ll ride through the night and give them fight
John Comyn gave the order
They found their foe near the riverside
Asleep perhaps a dreaming
Fraser led his men into the charge
Their battle cries a screaming
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Chorus
Three times they fought Three times they won
Thrice claimed the day at Rosslyn
Rosslyn Rosslyn
Thrice claimed the day at Rosslyn
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Then they heard the cry “they come again”
So stand readied for the fight
Take up your swords your bows and spears
And face the English might
On Langhill brae they made their stand
As Neville joined the field
But the Scottish bows dealt them deadly blows
And the English army reeled
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They turned to the north to flee the bows
As they ran and rode in terror
They became entrapped by the burns steep banks
And there began the slaughter
It was hand to hand as the battle raged
They fought with sword and dagger
With so many dead the burn ran red
In the deathly hellish clamour
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Blooded and weary o’ the fray
When sir Mantons force drew near
When they knelt and bowed their heads to pray.
A fiery cross appeared
Though English charge was fierce and bold
With new hearts the Scots were driven
And they pushed and slashed and hewed them down
No quarter asked or given
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They slew their captives some do say
When Sir Manton joined the game
The Douglas fought on the that day
many voices make that claim
But we know for sure that the day was won
By Fraser, St Clair and the Comyn
Segrave he fled but the rest lay dead
On the bloody fields o Rosslyn
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Chorus : Then Round up below.
So charge your glass let your voices sing
Thrice claimed the day at Rosslyn