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MCINTOSH, THE CLAN
Far away across the ocean
in a green and misty land
there's a bunch of warrior people
called, Mcintosh, the Clan
Now old Angus was the laird of all
the land that you could see
from mountain top to mountain top
and from the valley's to the sea
He lived in a great stone castle
with turrets rising high
there were towers and old dungeons
and giant flags waved his coat of arms
and flew up in the sky
Now Angus had a daughter
who was beautiful to see
and she brought a handsome dowry
and many hides of land for free
and many rich lairds came to call
to try to win her hand
but she said, the man I marry
will be a gentle caring man
Now old Angus was beside himself
not knowing what to do
for she rejected all of them
all the men that Angus knew
but she fell in love with William
who was of the Campbell clan
and Angus hated Campbells
and he said
before he'd let him have her
the would kill the lot of them
William was a handsome warrior
tall and blond and fair
but he was the youngest son of Campbell
and still had no land to share
well old Angus thought about it
and the battles soon began
He brought out his battle axes
sharpened all his swords and spears
and got together all his men
Now the fighting raged for many weeks
with much bitterness between the clans
and many a fair and gallant laddy
laid dead upon the sand
and William came up missing
and so did the fair Eileen
and no one could remember
when either one was last seen
and then the fighting ceased to be
and the searching started then
both clans then came together
and sent out all their men
And next day they found their horses
in a valley far below
the large horse, black as the midnight coal
the small one, white as snow
a note pinned to the saddle there
made old Angus weep and wail
for it told an awful story
a sad and woeful tale
"You'd not let us be together
so we jumped from yonder cliff
and our love can never end now
even in the soothing arms of death
Then old Angus sad and grieving
was carried home that day
happiness for him was over
for fair Eileen had gone away
And Angus never smiled again
he just stared out o'er his land
and nothing made him happy
he was just and old and broken man
soon there was another laird
and they laid old Angus in the ground
the once proud and lusty warrior
of "Mcintosh, the Clan"
