Henry's Songbook

I hear the pibroch sounding sounding
    Deep o'er the mountain and glen
    While light springing footsteps are trampling the heath
    'Tis the march o' the Cameron men
    'Tis the march, 'tis the march
    'Tis the march o' the Cameron men

There's many a man o' the Cameron clan
That has followed his chief to the field
He is sworn to support him or die by his side
For a Cameron never can yield

Oh bravely they march but each Cameron knows
He may tread on the heather no more
But bravely he follows his chief to the field
Where his laurels were gathered before

The moon has arisen it shines on that path
Now trod by the gallant and true
High high are their hopes for their chieftain has said
That whatever men dare they can do

(as sung by The McCalmans)

[1970:] [At my auntie's wedding] my Uncle Johnnie was furious because his wife insisted on singing soulfully, 'The March of the Cameron Men'. He felt she was parading her pride in him too openly. This was because he had been a Cameron Highlander in the war! (Weir 74f.)