Laurence Overmire - Culloden Moor, 16 April 1746 lyrics

Face to the wind in bitter cold Beards crusted with ice Gray eyes steeled in fierce rebellion No foreign blade to master The proud beating of a stout Highland heart. The kilted clans had banned together MacDonald and Fraser, Cameron and Stewart A Bonnie Prince to lead them Outnumbered, yet undaunted Flags defiantly unfurled A shaft of courage to drive sweet freedom Home. The bagpipe sounds its thrilling tune The ranks in line of tartan shield English cannon pounding From generation to generation Father and son Kinsman and brother A slow steady advance and Charge! Across the sodden moor Broadswords waving Over the blood-stained ground A gallant fight of hand-to-hand And d**h At last succumbing An hundred years and more… No more. The final thrust of grim Fate's story Here Upon a Scots grave field of Honor.