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16 Now a* the night the twal men rode, And aye t'all they were a-wearie. And now they came to the wan water, And it still rolled like any sea.
17 They a* lay down an* tak a sleep, But aye awake stood Noble Dickie, "Rise up, rise up, ye drowsy sleepers, Ye dinna see what I do see.
18 "Thander comes the Laird luve, Wi' a hundred men in his company." They a' plunged into the wan water, Though still it run like any sea.
19 A Dickie stayed wi* his brother on his back He didna count him the weight of a flea. "Come back, come back, now noble Dickie, Come back and win this fee.
20 "There's not a Saturday in a' the year But changed your garments they shall be." Jack clapped his hand on Dickie's shoulder, "O will ye gan thraw and win that fee?"
21 "Wae light o' me and thy trade baith, The other side o' the water get me."
"If ye winna come thraw now, noble Dickie, If ye winna come thraw and win this fee,
22 "Leave me that fifteen stane a' gae Spanish iron That ye have away wi' your brother Archie." "I ha' a mair, they caw her Meg,
I think she's the best in our company;
23 "And as lang as there's a bit o' your Spanish iron Barefoot shall she never be."
He clapped his hand on Cawfield's shoulder, And merrily o'er the lee went he.
24 There's aye a life for a lively man,
And a good fellow kent wherever he be. |
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