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The music you hear from this website is called "The Braes of Killiecrankie" and was written by Scotland's National Bard: Robert Burns (1759 to 96), to commemorate a battle in the first Jacobite rebellion in 1715.  

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Robert Burns
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The music is being played by Alex Smith who is a well known and popular musician from the village 

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This song has long been a favourite with the club and regularly sung for many years at the club's Annual Burn's Supper by David Glen, also a well known and popular singer from the village

If you wish to sing-along to the music while viewing the pages then the words are printed below 

The left hand side is the old Scots dialect and the right hand side is for the benefit of Sassenachs

 


As Robert Burns wrote the song

                                   
Chorus
An ye had been whare I hae been,
Ye wad na been sae cantie, O!
An ye had seen what I hae seen
On the braes o' Killiecrankie, O!
1.
'Whare hae ye been sae braw, lad?
Whare hae ye been sae brankie, O?
Whare hae ye been sae braw, lad?
Cam ye by Killiecrankie, O?'
2.
I faught at land, I faught at sea,
At hame I faught my auntie, O;
But I met the Devil and Dundee
On the braes o' Killiecrankie, O!
3.
'The bauld Pitcur fell in a furr,
An' Clavers gat a clankie, O,
Or I had fed an Athole gled
On the braes o' Killiecrankie, O!


Interpretation in normal English


Chorus
If you had been where I have been,
You would not have been so jolly, O!
If you had seen what I have seen
On the hill sides of Killiecrankie, O!
1.
'Where have you been so fine, lad?
Where have you been so spruce, O?
Where have you been so fine, lad?
Came you by Killiecrankie, O?'
2.
I fought at land, I fought at sea,
At home I fought my auntie, O;
But I met the Devil and Dundee
On the hill sides of Killiecrankie, O!
3.
The bold Pitcur fell in a furrow,
And Clavers got a knock, O,
Else I had fed an Athole hawk
On the hill sides of Killiecrankie, O!