Jacobite Poem by Jim O'Donnell

Standing in his highland glen
This Jocbite is here to defend
His claymore and shield in hand
This will be his last stand

A Jacobite he is called by name
A highland warrior just the same
His heritage pumps through his blood
Standing were his forbearers stood

Clansmen stand here today
Culloden Moor is dark and gray
Tartan from all the clans
Today’s the day they make their last stand

Fighting for their Prince and land
The battle of Culloden began
Two thousand clansmen died that day
And all were proud of their heritage

10 10 2010
Chellaston