Is ta kreat Hielan’ pagpipe, ta kran Hielan’ pagpipe, ta prite o’ ta lan’.
O! tere is no one can knew all her feelin’, her thought,
Whan ta soon o’ ta pibroch will langsyne to her prought,
An’ her mint whirl rount apout wi’ ta pleasure once fan,
When she hears ta kreat pagpipes, ta kran, etc.
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Whan ta clans all pe kather’t, an’ all rety for fought,
To ta soon o’ ta fittle, woult tey march tid ye’ll thought?
No not a foot woult tey went, not a claymore pe drawn,
Till tey heard ta kreat pagpipe, to kran, etc.