Wha will ride with Gallant Murray Wha will ride with Geordie’s sel? He’s the flower of a Glenisla And the darling of Dunkel See the white rose in his bonnet See his banner o’er the Tay His good sword he now has drawn it And he’s flung the sheath away Every faithful Murray follows First of heroes, best of men Every true and trusty Stewart Blythly leaves his native glen Athole lads are lads of honour Wstland rogues are rebels a’ When we come within the border We may gar the Cambells claw Menzies, he’s our friend and brother Gask and Strowan are nae slack Noble Perth has ta’en the field And a’ the Drummonds at his back Let us ride with Gallant Murray Let us fight for Cherlie’s crown From the right we’ll never sinder Till we bring the tyrants down