Crua Chan

By the left, quick march, Crua Chan!!! It was 1745 The Highland spirit has revived Mc Dougall here and McDonald there The clans had come from everywhere Singing ... Fee, fi, fo, fum !!! I smell the blood of an englishman Fee,fi,fo,fum!!! Come on London ,here we come We went all the way down south We were frothing at the mouth Comind down to Derby town We'd beaten everywhere around, singing! Fee,fi,fo,fum!!! I smell the blood of an englisman Fee,fi,fo,fum!!! Come on England, here we come We ended at culloden moor Feeling bad and feeling poor The redcoats has chased us there There we died and there we stayed, singing!!! Fee,fi,fo,fum!!! I smell the blood, scotsman UNited Kingdom here we come The bonnie prince had gonne home He's never gonna come back The bonnie prince is going home He's never gonna come back We'll do it you in Wembley We'll do it you in pubs We're the scotish louts larking about Here come your rats Crua Chan lad