| Lyrics: | O, KENMURE'S ON AND AWA, WILLIE
O, Kenmure's on and awa, Willie,
O, Kenmure's on
and awa!
An Kenmure's lord's the bravest lord
That ever Galloway saw!
Success to
Kenmure's band, Willie,
Success to Kenmure's band!
There's no a heart that fears a
Whig
That rides by Kenmure's hand.
Here's Kenmure's health in wine, Willie,
Here's Kenmure's health in wine!
There's ne'er a coward o Kenmure's blude,
Nor yet o
Gordon's line.
O, Kenmure's lads are men, Willie,
O, Kenmure's lads are men!
Their
hearts and swords are metal true,
And that their faes shall ken.
The'll live or die wi
fame, Willie,
They'll live or die wi fame!
But soon wi sounding Victorie
May
Kenmure's lord come hame!
Here's him that's far awa, WiIIie,
Here's him that's far
awa!
And here's the lower that I lo'e best,
The rose that's like the
snaw!
@Scots @war
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