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The English and Scottish Popular Ballads

Edited by Francis James Child.

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Edom o Gordon

CAPTAIN CAR, OR, EDOM O GORDON—E

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Kinloch MSS, V, 384, in the handwriting of John Hill Burton.

1

It fell about the Martinmas time,
When the wind blew shrill and cauld,
Said Captain Gordon to his men,
We'll a' draw to som hauld.

2

‘And whatena hauld shall we draw to,
To be the nearest hame?’
‘We will draw to the ha o bonny Cargarff;
The laird is na at hame.’

3

The lady sat on her castle-wa,
Beheld both dale and down;
And she beheld the fause Gordon
Come halycon to the town.

4

‘Now, Lady Cargarff, gie ower yer house,
Gie ower yer house to me;

435

Now, Lady Cargarff, gie ower yer house,
Or in it you shall die.’

5

‘I'll no gie ower my bonny house,
To lord nor yet to loun;
I'll no gie ower my bonny house
To the traitors of Auchindown.’
[OMITTED]

6

Then up and spak her youngest son,
Sat at the nourice's knee:
‘O mother dear, gie ower yer house,
For the reek o't smothers me.’

7

‘I would gie a' my goud, my child,
Sae would I a' my fee,
For ae blast o the westlan win,
To blaw the reek frae thee.’

8

Then up and spak her eldest heir,
He spak wi muckle pride:
‘Now mother dear, keep weel yer house,
And I'll fight by yer side.’