|Share page||Visit Us On FB|
THE GYPSIE LADDIE. 117
" Come to your bed," says Johnie Faw, 2s
0 come to your bed, my dearie ; For I vow and swear by the hilt of my sword,
That your lord shall nae mair come near ye."
■" I'll go to bed to my Johnie Faw,
I'll go to bed to my dearie ; s>
For I vow and I swear by the fan in my hand,
That my lord shall nae mair come near me.
" I'll mak a hap to my Johnie Faw,
I'll mak a hap to my dearie; And he's get a' the coat gaes round, s
And my lord shall nae mair come near me."
And when our lord came hame at e'en,
And spier'd for his fair lady, The tane she cry'd, and the other replied,
" She's away wi' the gypsie laddie." «
" Gae saddle to me the black black steed,
Gae saddle and make him ready; Before that I either eat or sleep, , I'll gae seek my fair lady."
And we were fifteen weel-made men, is
Altho' we were na bonny ; And we were a' put down but ane.
For a fair young wanton lady.