Jim McLean
published by Duart Music,
© 1963
Chorus
Cruel is the snow that sweeps Glencoe
And covers the grave o' Donald
And cruel was the foe that raped Glencoe
And murdered the House o' MacDonald
They in the 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 o' MacDonald
They came from Fort William wi' murder in mind
The Campbell had orders King William had signed
Put all to the sword, these words underlined
And leave none alive called MacDonald
They came in the night when the men were asleep
This band o' Argyls, through snow soft and deep
Like murdering foxes among helpless sheep
They slaughtered the house o' MacDonald
Some died in their beds at the hand o' the foe
Some fled in the night, were lost in the snow
Some lived to accuse him what struck the first blow
But gone was the House o' MacDonald
Performer(s) Audette
Sine Peregrina
Thorvald Grimsson