Traditional Scottish Folk
Aikendrum
Ken ye how a Whig can fight
Aikendrum, Aikendrum?
Ken ye how a Whig can fight, Aikendrum?
He can fight the hero bright
With his heels and armour light
And the wind of heavenly night
Aikendrum, Aikendrum
Is not Rowley in the right, Aikendrum?
Did ye hear o' Sunderland
Aikendrum, Aikendrum?
Did ye hear o' Sunderland, Aikendrum?
That man o' high command
Who has sworn to clear the land
He has vanished from our strand
Aikendrum, Aikendrum
Or the eel has ta'en the sand, Aikendrum
Donald's running round and round
Aikendrum, Aikendrum
Donald's running round and round, Aikendrum
But the chief cannot be found
And the Dutchmen they are drowned
And King Jamie he is crowned
Aikendrum, Aikendrum
But the dogs will get a stound, Aikendrum
We have heard o' Whigs galore
Aikendrum, Aikendrum
We have heard o' Whigs galore, Aikendrum
But we've sought the country o'er
With cannon and claymore
And still they are before
Aikendrum, Aikendrum
We may seek forever more, Aikendrum