Then haloo, Gregalich! haloo, Gregalich!
Haloo, haloo, haloo, Gregalich, etc.
Glen Orchy’s proud mountains, Caolchuirn and her towers,
Glen Strae and Glen Lyon no longer are ours;
We’re landless, landless, landless, Gregalich!
Landless, landless, landless, etc.
But doom’d and devoted by vassal and lord,
Mac Gregor has still both his heart and his sword!
Then courage, courage, courage, Gregalich;
Courage, courage, courage, etc.