The March Of The Cameron Men - song lyrics 
American Old-time song lyrics from www.traditionalmusic.co.uk 
The March of the Cameron Men. 
There's many a man of the Cameron clan. That has follow'd his chief to the field; He has sworn to support him, or die by his side. For a Cameron never can yield. 
Chorus. I hear the pibroch sounding, sounding, Deep o'er the mountain and glen, While light springing footsteps are trampling the heath, 'Tis the march of the Cameron men, 'Tis the march, 'tis the march, 'Tis the march of the Cameron men. 
The moon has arisen, it shines on that path, Now trod by the gallant and true; High, high are their hopes, for their chieftain hath said That whatever men dare they can do.-Chorus. 
Oh, proudly they walk, but each Cameron know He may tread on the heather no more; But boldly he follows his chief to the field, Where his laurels were gather'd before.- Chorus.