A view of Glencoe, Scotland
Where many MacDonald's lost their lives.......
The story of the Massacre at Glencoe
is best told in the song.......
Aye, cruel is the snow, that sweeps Glencoe
And covers the grave, o'Donald
And cruel were the foes, that raped Glencoe
And murdered the House of MacDonald
They came in a blizzard, we offered them heat
A roof o'er their heads, dry shoes for their feet
We wined them and dined them
They ate of our meat
And they slept in the house of MacDonald
They came from Fort William
With murder in mind
The Cambell's had orders, King William had signed
"Put all to the sword", these words underlined
"And leave not a life called MacDonald"
They came in the night, when our men were asleep
This band of Argyll's. through the snow soft and deep
Like murdering foxes among helpless sheep
And they butchered the house of MacDonald
Some died in their sleep, at the hand of the foe
Some fled in the night, and were lost in the snow
Some lived to accuse him, who struck the first blow
But gone was the house of MacDonald
And cruel is the snow, that sweeps Glencoe
And covers the grave o'Donald
And cruel were the foes, that raped Glencoe
And murdered the house of MacDonald
