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 Show me the way to Stirling town, the place where it doth ſtand? Follow your noſe, the tanner he ſaid, keep the gallows on your right hand:

And when that you come to Stirling town, take care you be not hang’d, ſays the Tanner. Will ye go to the ale-houſe with me, ſays the King, and drink both beer and wine;

And when the reckoning comes to be paid, I’ll pay both yours and mine. The de’il’s in the follow, the Tanner he ſaid; I think ye are gone mad!

For where there’s one penny in your pocket, there’s a guinea in mine to be had. The King pull’d out a green horn from his ſide; and blew it wonderous ſhrill,

Till four-and-forty bolted Knights came riding out-o’er the hill. Fetch a collar to me ſays the King, go fetch a collar to me,

I’ll make this Tanner as good a Knight as rides in my company. O wo is me, the tanner he ſaid, that ever I was born!

For inſtead of a collar I’ll get a halter! I fear I’ll be hang’d the morn.