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The English and Scottish Popular Ballads

Edited by Francis James Child.

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JOCK O THE SIDE—D

[_]

Percy Papers. “These are scraps of the old song repeated to me by Mr Leadbeater, from the neighborhood of Hexham, 1774.”

1

Liddisdaill has ridden a raid,
But they had better ha staid at hame;
For Michael a Wingfield he is slain,
And Jock o the Side they hae taen.

2

Dinah's down the water gane,
Wi a' her coats untill her knes,
[OMITTED]
To Mangerton came she.

3

[OMITTED]
How now? how now? What's your will wi me?
[OMITTED]
[OMITTED]

4

To the New Castle h[e] is gane.

5

They have cuttin their yad's tailes,
They've cut them a little abune the hough,
And they nevir gave oer s[OMITTED]d running
Till they came to Hathery Haugh.

6

And when they came to Chollerton ford
Tyne was mair running like a sea.
[OMITTED]
[OMITTED]

7

And when they came to Swinburne wood,
Quickly they ha fellen a tree;
Twenty snags on either side,
And on the top it had lang three.

8

‘My mare is young, she wul na swim,’
[OMITTED]
[OMITTED]
[OMITTED]

9

[OMITTED]
‘Now Mudge the Miller, fie on thee!
Tak thou mine, and I'll tak thine,
And the deel hang down thy yad and thee.’