Montrose (words & Music .Dave Gilfillan)

Oh Montrose oh Montrose 

They say that ye dance well

There are those who will never rest

Until ye dance in hell

.

At Tippermuir and Aberdeen

They remember you where there

In Auldearn and on Alford muir

Ye played them awfy sair

.

The bold Argyle he rued the day

On the Inverlochy field

When ye chased him frae the castle

And yer fate was surely sealed

.

Ye held this land within yer hand

North South East and West

Six thousand men on Kilsyth field

Ye left them their to rest

.

In Leslie ye met yer match

In the rout of Philiphaugh 

And Invercarron saw the end 

On that bloody field of gore

.

Aye there ye stand on gallows high

In Edinburgh toon

And yer foes in the high street thrang

Tae see ye tumbling doon

.

Oh Montrose oh Montrose 

They say that ye dance well

There are those who will never rest

Until ye dance in hell

.

Oh Montrose oh Montrose 

They sae that your in hell

If there’s any man who surely can

You’ll be dancing there as well

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