English Folk Songs from the Southern Appalachians

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	No. 25
	Johnie Scot

	2 Away to old England I must go, King Edwards has sent for me. Up spoke young Jimmy Scot himself As he sat by his knees : Five hundred of my best brave men Shall bear you company. 3 The very first town that they rode through, The drums, the fifes, they played; The very next town that they rode through, The drums they beat all around. 4 They rode, they rode to King Edwards's gate, They dingled at the ring; But who did he spy but his own sweetheart And her footspade ( footpage ) a-peeping down. 5 I can't come down, dear Johnny, she says, For Poppy has scolded me. I'm forced to wear a ball and chain Instead of the ivory. 6 Is this young Jimmy Scot himself, Or Jimmy Scotland's king ? Or is the father of that bastard child From Scotland just come in? 109