But at the first he seem'd to be
A man of good renown, man;
But when the grumbling work began,
He prov'd an arrant lown, man.60
Against Mar, and a royal war,
A letter he did forge, man;
Against his Prince, he wrote nonsense,
And swore by [Royal George], man.
Vow, &c.
At Poineth boat, [Mr. Francis Stewart,]65
A valiant hero stood, man,
In acting of a royal part,
Cause of the royal blood, man.
But when at Sheriff Moor he found
That bolting would not do it,70
He, brother like, did quite his ground,
And ne're came back unto it.
Vow, &c.
Brunstane said it was not fear
That made him stay behind, man;
But that he had resolv'd that day75
To sleep in a whole skin, man.
The gout, he said, made him take [bed],
When battle first began, man;
But when he heard his Marquis fled,
He took his heels and ran, man.80
Vow, &c.
Sir James of Park, he left his horse
In the middle of a wall, man;
And durst not stay to take him out,
For fear a knight should fall, man;
And Maien he let such a crack,85
And shewed a pantick fear, man;
And Craigieheads swore he was shot,
And curs'd the chance of wear, man.
Vow, &c.
When they march'd on the Sheriff Moor,
With courage stout and keen, man;90
Who would have thought the Gordons gay
That day should quite the green, man?
Auchleacher and Auchanachie,
And all the Gordon tribe, man,
Like their great Marquis, they could not95
The smell of powder bide, man.
Vow, &c.
Glenbuicket cryed, "Plague on you all,
For Gordons do no good, man;
For all that fled this day, it is
Them of the Seaton blood, man."100
Clashtirim said it was not so,
And that he'd make appear, man;
For he, a Seaton, stood that day,
When Gordons ran for fear, man.
Vow, &c.
The Gordons they are kittle flaws,105
They'll fight with heart and hand, man;
When they met in Strathbogie raws
On Thursday afternoon, man;
But when the Grants came doun the brae,
Their Enzie shook for fear, man;110
And all the lairds rode up themselves,
With horse and riding gear, man.
Vow, &c.
[Cluny] plays his game of chess,
As sure as any thing, man;
And like the royal Gordons race,115
Gave check unto the king, man.
Without a queen, its clearly seen,
This game cannot recover;
I'd do my best, then in great haste
Play up the rook Hanover.120
Vow, &c.