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Whaur hae ye been sae braw, lad? Whaur hae ye been sae brankie-o? Whaur hae ye been sae braw, lad? Come 'ye by Killiecrankie-o? An' ye had been whaur I hae been Ye wadna been sae cantie-o An' ye had seen what I hae seen On the braes o' Killiecrankie-o I fought at land, I fought at sea At hame I fought my auntie-o But I met the Devil and Dundee On the braes o' Killiecrankie-o The bauld pit cur fell in a furr And Clavers gat a crankie-o Or I had fed an Athol gled On the braes o' Killiecrankie-o Oh fie, MacKay, What gart ye lie I' the brush ayont the brankie-o? Ye'd better kiss'd King Willie's lofe Than come tae Killiecrankie-o It's nae shame, it's nae shame It's nae shame to shank ye-o There's sour slaes on Athol braes And the de'ils at Killiecrankie-o From Letras Mania