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Here's a health to Charlie, the chief of the clan, Altho' that his band be but sma'; Here's freedom to him that would read, Here's freedom to him that would write; There's none ever fear'd the truth should be heard, But they whom the truth would indict.

Hurrah! &c,

JOHNNY COPE.

COPE sent a letter frae Dunbar, Saying, Charlie, meet me, gin you daur, And I'll learn you the art of war, If you'll meet me in the morning.

Chorus.—-Hey, Johnny Cope, are ye waking yet? Or, are your drums a beating yet? If ye are waking I would wait To gang to the coals i' the morning.

When Charlie look'd the letter upon, He drew his sword the scabbard from: Come, follow me, my merry men, And we'll meet Johnny Cope i' the morning. Hey, Johnny Cope, &c.

Now, Johnny, be as good as your word, Come, let us try both fire and sword, And dinna rin awa' like a frighted bird, That's chas'd frae' it's nest i' the morning. Hey, Johnny Cope, &c.

When Johnny Cope he heard of this, He thought it wadna be amiss, To ha'e a horse in readiness, To flee awa' in the morning. Hey, Johnny Cope, &c.