And with the help of the same website, here's (more or less) what the McCalmans are singing on Peace & Plenty.

Wolfgang

UP AN' RIN AWA*, GEORDIE.


Rise up an' rin. awa', Geordie,
For feint a stand in Cumberland

Your troops can mak ava, Geordie.
Your bauld militia are in qualms.

In ague fits an' a', Geordie,
And auntie Wade, wi' pick an' spade.

Is delving through the snaw, Greordie.
Up an' rin awa', Geordie, &c.



These Highland dogs, wi' hose an' brogs.

They dree nae cauld at a', Geordie;
Their hides ai-e tann'd like Kendal bend.

An' proof to frost an' snaw, Geordie.
They dive like moudies in the yird.

Like squirrels mount a wa', Geordie ;
An' auld Carlisle, baith tower an' pile,

Has got a waesome fa', Geordie.

Up an' rin awa', Geordie, &c.



Prince Charlie Stuart's ta'en the road.

As fast as he can ca', Geordie.
The drones to drive frae out the hive.

An' banish foreign law, Geordie.
He's a'er the Mersey, horse an' foot,

An' braid claymores an' a', Geordie ;
An' awsome forks, an' Highland durks.

An' thae's the warst of a', Greordie.

Up an' rin awa', Geordie, &c.


First verse is repeated.