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IX. MISCELLANEOUS 333 |
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1 Young Terreagles is nae clown, He is the toss of Edinborrow town, And he'll buy me a braw new gown For the rowin't in my apron.'
1 It's I hae castles, I hae towers, I hae barns, and I hae bowers; A' that is mine it shall be thine For the rowin't in thy apron/ |
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No. 347. ' O, for my ain king' que? gude Wallace.
Tune: Gude Wallace Scots Musical Museum, 1796, No. 484. |
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4 O, for my ain king,' quo' gude Wallace, 1 The rightfu' king of fair Scotland,
Between me and my sovereign blude, I think I see some ill seed sawn.'
Wallace out over yon river he lap,
And he has lighted low down on yon plain,
And he was aware of a gay ladie, As she was at the well washing.
1 What tydins, what tydins, fair lady,' he says, 'What tydins hast thou to tell unto me—
What tydins, what tydins, fair lady,' he says, 1 What tydins hae ye in the south countrie ?'
1 Low down in yon wee Ostler-house
There is fyfteen Englishmen, And they are seekin for gude Wallace ;
It's him to take, and him to hang.' |
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