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5 Lady Jean's shoes they were all torn, No farther 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 have 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 Jeanie Gordon, But away with your Ogilvie.

Now over the seas went the Captain, As a soldier under command; But a messenger non follow'd after, Which caused a countermand.

Come home now, brave Captain Ogilvie, To enjoy your brother's land,