The Yellow Haired Laddie

The maidens are smiling in rocky Glencoe The clansmen are arming to rush on the foe Their banners are streaming as forth leave the clan And the yellow haired laddie is first in the band The pibroch is kindling their hearts to the war Camerons slogans are heard from afar They close for the struggle where many shall fall And the yellow haired laddie is foremost of all He towers on the wave like a wild rolling tide No kinsman of valiance will stand by his side The Camerons gather around him alone And he heeds not the danger for fear is unknown The plumes o´ his bonnet are seen in the fight Those beacons of valor they light with his sight But his sword and his claymore are greater distressed For the plumes o´ his bonnet now lie in the dust The maidens are weeping in rocky Glencoe From warriors´ eyelids those bitter tears flow Where, tell me where i sour chieftain so dear? And the yellow haired laddie lies lo won the brae