At this time the faithful MacLeod,
In Campbell’s boat the sail did croud,
And steer’d for the main land again;
How matters stood he long’d to ken
With brave Lochiel and Murray too,
And have their council what to do.
Murray’s answer was, My money’s gone,
And help from me you can get none.
Then Donald laid out what cash he had
For liquor and for other trade,