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Oh [G]cruel is the snow that [C]sweeps Glen[G]coe
And covers the grave o’ [D]Donald
And [G]cruel was the foe
that [C]raped Glen[G]coe
And [C]murdered the [D]house of Mac[G]Donald
They [G]came in a [D]blizzard, we [G]offered them heat
A [D]roof for their heads, dry [G]shoes for their [D]feet
We [G]wined them and [D]dined them, they
[G]ate of our [Em]meat
And they [C]slept in the [D]house of Mac[G]Donald
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They [G]came from Fort [D]William
with [G]murder in mind
The [D]Campbell had orders King [G]William had [D]signed
’Put [G]all to the [D]sword’
these [G]words under[Em]lined
And [C]leave none a[D]live called Mac[G]Donald
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They [G]came in the [D]night
when the [G]men were asleep
This [D]band O' Argyles through [G]snow soft and [D]deep
Like [G]murdering [D]foxes a[G]mong
helpless [Em]sheep
They [C]slaughtered the [D]house of Mac[G]Donald
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Some [G]died in their [D]beds
at the [G]hand of the foe
Some [D]fled in the night and were [G]lost in the [D]snow
Some [G]lived to a[D]ccuse him that
[G]struck the first [Em]blow
But [C]gone was the [D]house of Mac[G]Donald
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