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Johnnie Scott
JOHNIE SCOT—L
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Johnnie Scott's a hunting gane,To England's woods sae wild;
The fairest flower of all England
To Johnnie provd big with child.
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It's word's going up, and word's going down,Going to the king's bower,
That his dear daughter was with child,
That was his daily flower.
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‘If she be with child,As I suppose she be,
I'll put her into prison strong,
And hunger her till she die.’
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The king he wrote a letter broad,And sealed it with his hands,
And sent it down to Johnnie Scott,
In Scotland where he stands.
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The first line that Johnnie lookd on,A merry man was he;
The next line that he lookd on,
The salt tears blinded his eye.
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Out then spoke his old father,Who neer spoke out of time:
And if you go to England, son,
I doubt your coming home.
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Out then spoke our Scottish James,Sitting low by Johnnie's knee:
Fifteen score of my life-guards
Shall ride in your company.
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When Johnnie came to the king's courtHe rode it round about,
And there he spied his own true-love,
From the jail-window looking out.
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‘Come down, true-love,’ said Johnnie Scott,‘And now you'll ride behind me;
Before I leave fair England
Some life shall die for thee.’
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‘My feet are in the fetters strong,I'm belted round about;
My breastplate is of the stubborn steel,
Instead of beaten gold.’
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When Johnnie came to the king's bowerHe tinkled at the ring;
Who was so ready as the king himself
To let proud Johnnie in!
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‘Are ye the Duke of Marlborough,’ he said,‘Or James, our Scottish king?
Or are you my bastard son,
From Scotland new come home?’
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‘I'm not the Duke of Marlborough,’ he said,‘Nor James, our Scottish king;
But I am just a good Scotch lad,
And Johnnie Scott's my name.’
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‘If you be Johnnie Scott,’ says he,‘As I suppose you be,
The fairest flower in all England
Is big with child by thee.’
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‘If she be big with child,’ said he,‘As I hope her to be,
I'll make it heir of all my lands,
And she my gay lady.’
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‘O no,’ then the king he crys,‘There's no such thing will be;
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And by his hands ye'll die.’
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‘I'll stand my ground,’ says Johnnie Scott,‘I'll stand it till I die;
I'll stand my ground,’ says Johnnie Scott,
‘One foot I'd scorn to fly.’
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When the Italian was brought out,A fearsome sight was he;
Between his brows three women's spang,
His shoulders was yards three.
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As Johnnie, being a crafty lad,Well tried at the sword was he,
Upon the point of his broad sword
He made the Italian die.
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