Whaur hae ye been sae braw, lad?
Whaur hae ye been sae brankie-o?
Whaur hae ye been sae braw, lad?
Come ‘ye by Killiecrankie o’<\/p>\n\n\n\n
An’ ye had been whaur I hae been
Ye wadna been sae cantie-o
An’ ye had seen what I hae seen
On the braes o’ Killiecrankie<\/p>\n\n\n\n
O’ I fought at land, I fought at sea
At hame I fought my auntie-o
But I met the Devil and Dundee
On the braes o’ Killiecrankie-<\/p>\n\n\n\n
O’The bauld pit cur fell in a furr
And Clavers gat a crankie-o
Or I had fed an Athol gled
On the braes o’ Killiecrankie-<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Oh fie, MacKay, What gart ye lie
I’ the brush ayont the brankie-o?
Ye’d better kiss’d King Willie’s lofe
Than come tae Killiecrankie-o<\/p>\n\n\n\n
It’s nae shame, it’s nae shame
It’s nae shame to shank ye-o
There’s sour slaes on Athol braes
And the de’ils at Killiecrankie-o<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
Whaur hae ye been sae braw, lad?Whaur hae ye been sae brankie-o?Whaur hae ye been sae braw, lad?Come ‘ye by Killiecrankie o’ An’ ye had been whaur I hae beenYe wadna been sae cantie-oAn’ ye had seen what I hae seenOn the braes o’ Killiecrankie O’ I fought at land, I fought at seaAt hame … <\/p>\n