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 dy Jean’s shoes they were all torn,

no further could she go.

O if I were in the glens of Foudlen,

where hunting I have been,

I could go to bonny castle Gordon,

without either stockings or sheen.

O hold your tongue bonny Jeanie Gordon,

O hold your tongue my dow,

I haze but one half crown in the world,

and I’ll buy hose and shoon to you.

When she came to bonny Castle Gordon,

and coming over the green.

The Porter call’d out very loudly,

O yonder comes our Lady Jean!

O you are welcome, bonny Jeanie Gordon,

her father he did say;

Thou art welcome, dear dearie Gordon,

but away with your Ogilvie.

Now over the seas went the Captain,

as a soldier under command;

But a n essenger soon follow’d after,

which caused a countermand.

Come home now brave Captain Ogilvie,

to enjoy your brother’s land.

O come home, gallant Captain Ogilvie,

your the heir of Northumberland!