John Craig the Covenanter - Scottish Covenanters Song (V)

John Craig was a man of noble birth
Nae greater preacher, roamed the earth
He swore the Covenant was worth, far mair than royal laws
But John was mair, than a preacher man
If danger raised, it's icy han
Above them ahh, John Craig would stan
In battle, for he's cause

When John found that, he'd been betrayed
New plans in Strathaven toon were laid
The toonsfolk did, just what John said
Alang wae all toons men
Dragoons arrived, so self assured
At the meeting place, before the aur
No realisin the'd been lured
Right intae John Craig's den

John Craig the Covenanter, was an orator of note
And he's congregation hung on every wurd, that left he's throat
But when danger threatened and it put him tae the test
As a military tactician, he's the best

The altars men, all sang so lood
The sodiers thought, they'd found the crowd
And swore they'd soon, be in their shrouds
Fer flauntin royal law
Before they set aff, fer the vale
Tae tak their plunder, fae the kill
Tae quench their thirst, wie good strong ale
Their swords wer set tae draw

Their muskets left, beside the road
Primed wae ball, and powder load
No need they thought, tae set a trap
For who would dare attack?
The toonsfolk then, at Craig's Command
Crept silently, on knee and hand
And there wae muskets, raised did stand
Behind the sodiers back

John Craig the Covenanter, was an orator of note
And he's congregation hung on every wurd, that left he's throat
But when danger threatened and it put him tae the test
As a military tactician, he's the best

They took the sodiers, by surprise
The look of terror, in their eyes
No one could hear, their fearful cry's
That what might be, their fate
The laughter fre, the toonsfolk rose
Craig ordered them, remove their clothes
The sodier left, in drawers and hose
They did humiliate

So doon the road the sodiers run
Wae nae defence, nae sword nae guns
To cheers and shouts, fae every man
They were just glad tae flee
The service followed, full o praise
Fer God's deliverance, on that day
Fae the Covenanters enemies
And John Craig's, wurds o cheer 

John Craig the Covenanter, was an orator of note
And he's congregation hung on every wurd, that left he's throat
But when danger threatened and it put him tae the test
As a military tactician, he's the best

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