Òran Nan Raiders

O, ’s ann tha na diùlnaich thall

Air an taobh ud dhen a’ Bheinn:

Fhuair iad fearann ann gun taing

Bhon an aingidh rinn am mealladh.

Fhad ’s a bhios an linn seo beò

Bidh cuimhn’ air cainnteanas Lloyd George:

Gheall e fearann do na seòid,

Ach na thill beò dhiubh, ’s mòr an gearain.

Nuair a thuig na gillean còir

Gu robh an Government fo sgleò

’S nach robh cainnteanas Lloyd George

Ach mar cheò a’ falbh à sealladh,

Chruinnich iad is fhuair iad pìob,

’S am port a chluich iad Morair Sìm,

’S cha robh fear a bha san sgìr’

Nach robh cruinn aig roinn an fhearainn.

Thàinig Raghnall le mòr‑uaill,

Le each ’s le ghunna dol mun cuairt:

’S gann a bhruidhneadh e le gruaim –

Thug e ’n dualchas ud bho sheanair.

An Dotair Moireach, suas a chliù,

Faic mar thagair e sa chùis:

Thug e mach iad às an tùr

Gu an saors’ a dheòin ’s a dh’aindeoin.

Sguiridh mise nis dhem dhàn:

’S e mo dhùrachd sibh bhith slàn,

Le bhur sabhail mhòra làn

Leis a’ ghràn gu àird nan sparran.

O, what heroes there are

on that side of a’ Bheinn.

No thanks to the wicked one who deceived them,

they got land there.

While this generation is alive

Lloyd George’s speech will be remembered.

He promised land to the heroes

but those who returned alive have much to complain about.

When the good lads realised

that the government was suspect

and that Lloyd George’s words

were like mist disappearing out of sight,

they gathered together and found a set of bagpipes.

The tune they played was Morair Sim

and there wasn’t a man in the district

who wasn’t present at the division of the land.

Arrogantly Raghnall, armed with a gun,

appeared on horseback.

So sullen was he, he could hardly speak –

a trait inherited from his grandfather.

Salute Dr Murray

who prosecuted the matter.

Despite everything,

he managed to get them released from jail.

I’ll now stop my song.

My earnest hope is that you will all be well,

with your great barns full

to the rafters with grain.