Child's, The English And Scottish Ballads

Volume 6 of 8 from 1860 edition - online book

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84
JOCK O' THE SIDE.
Then up and spake the Laird's ain Jock,
" There's naething for't, the gates we maun force;"                                                                  «o
But when they cam the gates unto,
A proud porter withstood baith men and horse.
» His neck in twa I wat they hae wrung,
Wi' hand or foot he ne'er play'd paw ; His life and his keys at anes they hae tane, «
And cast his body ahind the wa'.
Now soon they reach Newcastle jail, And to the pris'ner thus they call;
" Sleips thou, wakes thou, Jock o' the
Side,
Or is thou wearied o' thy thrall ? "
Jock answers thus, wi' dolefn' tone—
"Aft, aft I wake—I seldom sleip: But wha's this kens my name sae weel,
And thus to hear my waes dofes] seek ? "
Then up and spake the good Laird's Jock, as " Ne'er fear ye now, my billie," quo' he ;
" For here's the Laird's Jock, the Laird's Wat. And Hobie Noble, come to set thee free."
" 0 had thy tongue, and speak nae mair,
And o' thy tawk now let me be;                           ro
For if a' Liddisdale were here the night, The morn's the day that I maun die.







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