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Jacobite ‘Auld Lang Syne’
Shall ancient freedom be forgot
And the auld Stuart line?
Shall ancient freedom be forgot
And Auld Lang Syne?
Though now we take King Louis' fee
And drink King Louis' wine,
We'll bring the King frae o'er the sea
For Auld Lang Syne.
And the auld Stuart line?
Shall ancient freedom be forgot
And Auld Lang Syne?
Though now we take King Louis' fee
And drink King Louis' wine,
We'll bring the King frae o'er the sea
For Auld Lang Syne.
We twa hae waded deep in blood,
And broke the red-coat line,
And forded Eden white in flood
For Auld Lang Syne.
And we hae fought the English coofs
Frae Garry to the Rhine,
Frae Gledsmuir to the field o' Val
In Auld Lang Syne.
And broke the red-coat line,
And forded Eden white in flood
For Auld Lang Syne.
And we hae fought the English coofs
Frae Garry to the Rhine,
Frae Gledsmuir to the field o' Val
In Auld Lang Syne.
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The Butcher wi' the deil shall drink
And wi' the deevil dine,
But Charles shall dine in Holyrood
For Auld Lang Syne.
For He wha did proud Pharaoh crush
And save auld Jacob's line,
Shall speak wi' Charlie in the Bush
Like Moses, lang syne.
And wi' the deevil dine,
But Charles shall dine in Holyrood
For Auld Lang Syne.
For He wha did proud Pharaoh crush
And save auld Jacob's line,
Shall speak wi' Charlie in the Bush
Like Moses, lang syne.
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