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 came in amang them a' man,

Nare durst withstand their heavy hand,

all fled and ran awa' then.

"Oh on a ri! oh, on a ri!"

why should we lose king Shames, man!

"Oh, rig in di! oh rig in di!"

she shall break a' her banes then.

Wi' "Furichinesh;" and stay a while,

and speak a word or twa man,

She’s gi' a stra k out o'er her neck,

before ye win awa' then.

O fy for shame ye're three for ane,

her nainser's won the day man;

King Shames' red coats shou d be hung up,

because they ran awa' then:

Had bent their brows like Highland trews,

and made as lang a stay man,

They’d sav'd their King, that sacred thing,

and Willie run awa' then.

 

WHEN trees did bud and fields were green,

and broom bloom'd fair to see;

When Mary was complete fifteen,

and love laugh'd in her ee;

Blythe Davie's blinks her heart did move,

to speak her mind thus free,

Gang down the burn Davie, love,

and I shall follow thee.