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  1. Culloden Moor

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It was on the field of Culloden Moor the Scots took arms at war
It was on the field of Culloden moor the Jacobites would rise and fall.

It was on the field of Culloden Moor the untrained Scots would die
Less than an hour on the battlefield the Cumberland butcher rode by.

And they fight man to man shields in their hands wishing only for freedom and life
At the end of the day with their pride stripped away and a country driven to die.

It was on the field of Culloden Moor the Scots will rise no more
Stripped of all their identity never again will men fall.

And they fight man to man shields in their hands wishing only for freedom and life
At the end of the day with their pride stripped away and a country driven to die.

After the fields of Culloden moor so peaceful now and green
The sun shines down the hills all around the Jacobites will always be here.

And they fight man to man shields in their hands wishing only for freedom and life
At the end of the day with their pride stripped away and a country driven to die.