AID CRAG. 



When Ottercaps an' Hepple Ueugh, 



Hartside and Cheviots' height, 

 When Peadsn's peak and Darna brows 



Ance mair were clad in white, 

 The fox an' otter in the snaw, 



We track'd to their den, 

 An' when we cam to the auld cot 



We were kindly welcom'd ben, 



Wi' " Fling off yer plaids an' snaw longs, 



We've wearied for ye lang ; 

 Tak' a waught o' whnsky, lads, 



An' sing us a guid auld sang, 

 Of ' Kieldar Cowt,' or c Brandy Leash, 1 



Or ' Johnnie o' Gilnockie ; ' 

 Ye ken we like the auld sangs best, 



Sae, an auld yen let it be." 



0, then we sang the auld sangs 



We'd heard the auld folks sing, 

 Of monie a gallant reiver clan 



Wha fear'd nae Lord nor King ; 

 But harried the faulds baith far an' wide 



Of wether, cowt, an' steer ; 

 An' when at need could wield the brand, 



An' poise the Border spear. 



An' a} r e we sang o' the auld times, 



An' monie a tale \ve tauld 

 Of Tyne, and Reed, and Liddesdale, 



An' moss-troopers sae bauld ; 



