Tekst piosenki
Come through the heather, around him gather You're all the welcomer early Around him cling with all your kin For wha'll be King but Cherlie Come through the heather, around him gather You're all the welcomer early Declare him rightful, lawful King For wha'll be King but Cherlie The news from Moidart came yestreen Will soon gar many fairly For ships of war have just come in And landed Royal Cherlie The Highland clans with sword in hand From John o' Groats to Airlie Have tae a man declared to stand or fall for Royal Cherlie The lowlands all both great and small With many's the Lord and Laird hae Declared for Scotland's King and Law And but Cherlie Then here's a health to Cherlie's cause Be it complete and early His very name our heart's blood warms Tae arms for Royal Cherlie
