THE BATTLE OF PRESTONPANS

Roy Williamson / Trad
General Cope led frae behind to keep his men in order
When the English ran he was in the van and first across the border

The Chevalier being void o' fear did march up Birsle Brae, man
Through Tranent ere he did stent as fast as he could gae, man
General Cope did taunt and mock wi' many a loud huzza, man
But ere next morn proclaimed the dawn we heard another craw, man

The brave Lochiel, as I heard tell, led Camerons on in clouds, man
The morning fair and clear the air, they loose'd wi' devilish thuds, man
Doon guns they threw and swords they drew, soon they chased them off, man
On Seaton Crafts they buffet their chafts and gar'd them run like daft, man

Now Cadell? dressed in among the rest wi' gun and guid claymore, man
A gelding grey he rade that day wi' pistols set before, man
The cause was good, he'd spend his blood before that he would yield, man
But the night before he left the core and never faced the field, man

Now Simpson keen to clear his een o' rebels far and round, man
Did never strive wi' pistols five but galloped wi' the throng, man
On (?) Hill there he stood still before he tasted meat, man
Troth he may brag o' his swift nag that bore him off so fleet, man

The bluff Dragoon swore blood and 'oons they'd mak' the rebels run, man
Yet they flee when them they see and winnae fire a gun, man
They turn'd their back, their foot they brak', terror seiz'd them a', man
Some wet their cheeks, some filled their breeks and some for fear did fa', man

As sung by The Corries

[1988:] The government forces under General Sir John Cope thrust rashly into the hills, were outmanoeuvred, because of the superior mobility of Highland foot (heavily equipped infantry of the line could march as little as ten miles a day; Highlanders could do thirty or forty at a push), and within a fortnight Charles Edward was in Edinburgh. Cope shipped his force back to Dunbar and marched to the relief of the capital, only to be surprised and routed at Prestonpans, almost within sight of the city. The unimaginable had happened. The serenely confident Whig establishment, self-styled bulwark of 'British liberties', had collapsed like a house of cards. The Auld Stewarts were back again with a vengeance and Edinburgh was in the hands of what many had been conditioned to regard as a heathenish and barbaric rabble. (Donaldson 39)

from here.

Is this it? ^^^