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 Sir, the last time I was at your gate,

you would not let me in,

Now I am come for my wife and children

no friendship else I claim.

Then Jean came tripping down the stair

with the tear into her eye,

One babe she had at every foot,

one in her aims did ly.

The Captain took her straight in his arms,

O a happy man was he:

Saying Welcome bonny Jeany Gordon,

Countess of Northumberland to be.

The Captain came off with his Lady,

and his sweet lovely babes three,

Saying, I'm as good blood by descent,

tho' the great Duke of Gordon you be.





That girl who fain would chuse a mate,

should ne'er in fondness fail her:

May thank her happy stars if fare,

shou'd splice her to a sailor.

He braves the storm, the battle's heat,

the yellow boys to nail her,

Diamonds, if diamonds she could eat,

wou'd seek her honest sailor.