197A: James Grant

197A.1 ‘AWAY with you, away with you, James de Grant!

And, Douglas, ye’ll be slain;

For Baddindalloch’s at your gates,

With many brave Highland men.’ 197A.2 ‘Baddindalloch has no feud at me,

And I have none at him;

Cast up my gates baith broad and wide,

Let Baddindalloch in.’ 197A.3 ‘James de Grant has made a vaunt,

And leaped the castle-wa;

But, if he comes this way again,

He’ll no win sae well awa. 197A.4 ‘Take him, take him, brave Gordons,

O take him, fine fellows a’!

If he wins but ae mile to the Highland hills,

He’ll defy you Gordons a’.’