1. With a hundred pipers, and all, and all,
With a hundred pipers, and all, and all,
We’ll rise and give them a blow, a blow,
With a hundred pipers, and all, and all.
Oh it’s over the border away, away,
It’s over the border away, away,
We’ll go on and we’ll march to Carlisle Hall,
With its gates, its castle and all, and all.
With a hundred pipers, and all, and all,
With a hundred pipers, and all, and all,
We’ll rise and give them a blow, a blow,
With a hundred pipers, and all, and all.
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2. Oh! our soldier lads looked stout, looked stout,
With their tartan kilts and all, and all,
With their bonnets and feathers and glittering gear,
And bagpipes sounding loud and clear.
Will they all return to their own dear glen?
Will they all return our Highland men?
Second sighted Sandy looked full of woe,
And mothers cried when they marched away.
With a hundred pipers, and all, and all,
With a hundred pipers, and all, and all,
We’ll rise and give them a blow, a blow,
With a hundred pipers, and all, and all.
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3. Oh! what is foremost of all, of all,
Oh! what is foremost of all, of all,
Bonnie Charlie the King of us all, hurrah!
With his hundred pipers, and all, and all,
His bonnet and feathers he’s waving high,
His prancing steed almost seems to fly,
The north wind plays with his curly hair,
While the pipers play with a strange flare.
With a hundred pipers, and all, and all,
With a hundred pipers, and all, and all,
We’ll rise and give them a blow, a blow,
With a hundred pipers, and all, and all.
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4. The Esk was swollen so red and so deep,
But shoulder to shoulder the brave lads keep;
Two thousand swam over to fell English ground,
And danced themselves dry to the bagpipe’s sound.
Dumfounded the English saw, they saw,
Dumfounded they heard the blow, the blow,
Dumfounded they all ran away, away,
From the hundred pipers and all, and all.
With a hundred pipers, and all, and all,
With a hundred pipers, and all, and all,
We’ll rise and give them a blow, a blow,
With a hundred pipers, and all, and all.
