Sons of Sirius - Wha'll Be King (But Charlie) Lyrics

The news from Moidart came yestreen
Will soon gar mony ferlie
For ships o war hae just come in
And landed Royal Charlie
Come through the heather, around him gather
You are the welcomer early
Around him cling with all your kin
For wha'll be King but Charlie
The Highland clans with sword in hand
Frae John o Groats tae Airlie
Hae tae a man declared to stand
Or fa wi Royal Charlie
Come through the heather, around him gather
You are the welcomer early
Around him cling with all your kin
For wha'll be King but Charlie

The Lowlands ha, both great an small
With many lord and laird hae
Declared for Scotia's King and Law
And spier ye wha, but Charlie
Come through the heather, around him gather
You are the welcomer early
Around him cling with all your kin
For wha'll be King but Charlie
There's never a lass in the land
That vows both late and early
To men she'll never give heart nor hand
Who wouldn'a fecht for Charlie
Come through the heather, around him gather
You are the welcomer early
Around him cling with all your kin
For wha'll be King but Charlie

So here's a health to Charlie's cause
Be it complete and early
His very name our heartblood warms
To arms for royal Charlie
Come through the heather, around him gather
You are the welcomer early
Around him cling with all your kin
For wha'll be King but Charlie
Come through the heather, around him gather
You are the welcomer early
Around him cling with all your kin
For wha'll be King but Charlie
Come through the heather, around him gather
You are the welcomer early
Around him cling with all your kin
For wha'll be King but Charlie
Come through the heather, around him gather
You are the welcomer early
And crown yer rightful, lawful king
For wha'll be King but Charlie