ShavaSue's video: The Glenworple Highlanders

Led by Andreas Blacwode and Andrixos Seljukroctonis with a favourite song from Ealdormere in the Tavern at Middle Kingdom 50 Year Anniversary, the weekend of May 24-27, 2019 in the Barony of Sternveldt (in Danville, Indiana, at the Hendricks County 4-H Fairground.) The Glenworple Highlanders by Duncan Tovey Thereąs a braw fine regiment as ilka mon should ken, They are deeviles at the fechtin, they haąe clured a sicht oą men, And haąe suppit muckle whusky when the canteen they gan ben, The Heilaną men fraw brew Glenwhorple. (Chorus) Heuch! Glenwhorple Heilaną men! Great strong whusky suppiną Heilaną men, Hard workiną, hairy-leggit Heilaną men, Slainte mhor Glenwhorple. They were foonded by McAdam, who of aą the men was the fairst, He resided in Glen Eden whaur he pipit like tae burst, Wią a fig leaf for a sporran, anąa pairfect Heilan thairst, Till he stole awaą the apipples frae Glenwhorple. When the waters 0ą the deluge drookit aą the whole world oąer, The Colonel oą the Regiment his name was Shaun McNoah, Sae a muckle boatt he biggit an he sneckit up the door, an he sailed awaą from drooned Glenwhorple. Then syne he sent a Corporal, and gaired him find the land, He returned wią an empty whusky bottle in his hand, Sae they kent the flood was dryiną; he was fuą ye understand, For heąd foond a public house abune the water. When good King Soloman was ruler oą the Glen, He had a hundred pipers and a thoosaną fechtiną men, Aną a mighty fine establishment I hae no doot ye ken, For he kept a sicht oą wives in auld Glenwhorple. Then there came a birkie bangster, who was chieftain oą the Clan, His name it was tąWallace, aną he was a fechtiną mon, Foe he harried aą the border and awaą the Southron ran, Fae the dinginą oą the claymores oą Glenwhorple. When the bonnnie pipes are skirliną, an the lads are on parade, Ią he braw Glenwhorple tartan, wią the claymore aną the plaid, When the Sergeant-Majorąs sober aną the Coloneląs nae afraid, Oą seeiną tartan spiders in Glenwhorple! Eh, the bonnie sicht they maką, when the canteen then gan ben, When the mornąs parade is oąer, sheąll be fuą a drunken men, Aną a thoosaną canty kilties will be stootiną doon the Glen, For they drink a power of whusky in Glenwhorple.