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Sir John Cope trode the north right far, Yet ne’er a rebel be came naur, Until he landed at Dunbar Right early in the morning.
 * Hey Johnnie Cope are you walking yet;
 * Or are you sleeping, I would wait,
 * O haste ye get up for the drums do beat:
 * O fy Cope rise in the morning.

He wrote a challenge from Dunbar, “Come fight me Charlie and ye daur; If it be not by the chance of war, I’ll give you a merry morning.
 * Hey Johnnie Cope, &c.

When Charlie look’e the letter on, He drew his sword the scabbard from, “So Heaven restore me to my own, I’ll meet you Cope in the morning.
 * Hey Johnnie Cope &c.

Cope swore with many a bloody word, That he would fight them gun and sword,