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JOCK O' THE SIDE
'The Laird's Jock ane, the Laird's Wat twa?
O Hobbie Noble, thou ane maun be! Thy coat is blue, thou hast been true,
Since England banish'd thee, to me.'
Now Hobbie was an English man,
In Bewcastle dale was bred and born;
But his misdeeds they were sae great, They banish'd him ne'er to return.
Lord Mangerton them orders gave,
' Your horses the wrang way maun be shod,
Like gentlemen ye mauna seem,
But look like corn-caugers ga'en the road.
i Your armour gude ye mauna shaw,
Nor yet appear like men o' war ; As country lads be a' array'd,
Wi' branks and brecham on each mare.'
Their horses are the wrang way shod,
And Hobbie has mounted his grey sae line;
Wat on his auld horse, Jock on his bey, And on they rode for the water of Tyne.
But when they came to Cholerton ford
They lighted down by the light o' the moon,
And a tree they cut, wi' nogs on each side, To climb up the wa' of Newcastle toun.
corn-cangers] corn hucksters. branks] wooden halter,
brecham] straw collar.