Misc Traditional - Dollys brae

It ^Cbeing the twelfth day of July in the year of ^G7forty-^Cnine, Five ^Fhundred of our ^COrange men to^G7gether did combine In ^Cmemory of King William on that ^G7bright and glorious day To ^Cmarch around Lord Roden's park and over ^G7Dolly's ^CBrae To ^Fmarch around Lord ^CRoden's park and ^Fover ^G7Dolly's ^CBrae.

And ^Cwhen we got to Weirsbridge sure it was a ^G7glorious ^Csight To ^Fsee so many ^COrangemen all ^G7ready for to fight To ^Cmarch around the ould remains our ^G7music sweet to play And the ^Ctune we played was the Protestant Boys right on to ^G7Dolly's ^CBrae And the ^FTune we played was the ^CProtestant Boys right ^Fon to ^G7Dolly's ^CBrae

Just ^Cthen two priests came up to us and to Mr ^G7Biers did ^Csay: "Come ^Fturn your men the ^Cother road and ^G7never cross Dolly's Brae." "Be^Cgone, begone, you papish dogs, you've ^G7hardly time to pray Be^Cfore we throw your carcasses right over ^G7Dolly's ^CBrae Be^Ffore we throw your ^Ccarcasses right ^Fover ^G7Dolly's ^CBrae."

And ^Cwhen we came to that great hill they were ranked on ^G7every ^Cside And ^Foffering up their ^Cpapish prayers for ^G7help to stem the tide But we ^Cloosed our guns upon them and we ^G7quickly won the day And we ^Cknocked five hundred papishes right over ^G7Dolly's ^CBrae And we ^Fknocked five hundred ^Cpapishes right ^Fover ^G7Dolly's ^CBrae

So ^Cnow my song at last I'll end, my pen I ^G7will throw ^Cdown, And ^Fwish success to ^Cevery man sup^G7ports the British Crown And ^Cgenerations yet unborn will ^G7mind this place of yore For we ^Cnamed the spot King William's Ridge and Dolly's ^G7Brae no ^Cmore. For we ^Fnamed the spot King ^CWilliam's Ridge and ^FDolly's ^G7Brae no ^Cmore.