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And my feet they are in fetters strong; And how can I get out ?
" My garters they are of the lead,
And O but they be cold; My breast-plate's of the hard, hard steel,
Instead of beaten gold."
But when they came to Earl Percy's yett,
They tirled at the pin; None was so ready as Earl Percy himsell
To open and let them in.
" Art thou the King of Aulsberry, Or art thou the King of Spain ?
Or art thou one of our gay Scots lords, M'Nachton be thy name ?"
" I'm not the King of Aulsberry,
Nor yet the King of Spain ; But am one of our gay Scots lords,
Johnie Scot I am called by name."
When Johnie came before the king, He fell low down on his knee :
" If Johnie Scot be thy name," he said, " As I trew weel it be,
Then the brawest lady in a' my court Gaes big wi' child to thee."