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It fell about the Martinmas	A
When the wind blew shrill and cauld	B
Said Edom o' Gordon to his men	C
'We maun draw to a hauld	B
'And whatna hauld sall we draw to	B
My merry men and me	D
We will gae to the house of the Rodes	A
To see that fair ladye '	E
The lady stood on her castle wa'	F
Beheld baith dale and down	G
There she was aware of a host of men	C
Came riding towards the town	G
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'O see ye not my merry men a'	H
O see ye not what I see	D
Methinks I see a host of men	C
I marvel who they be '	-
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She ween'd it had been her lovely lord	B
As he cam' riding hame	D
It was the traitor Edom o' Gordon	I
Wha reck'd nor sin nor shame	D
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She had na sooner buskit hersell	J
And putten on her gown	G
Till Edom o' Gordon an' his men	C
Were round about the town	G
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They had nae sooner supper set	B
Nae sooner said the grace	A
But Edom o' Gordon an' his men	C
Were lighted about the place	A
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The lady ran up to her tower head	B
As fast as she could hie	K
To see if by her fair speeches	A
She could wi' him agree	D
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'Come doun to me ye lady gay	L
Come doun come doun to me	D
This night sall ye lig within mine arms	A
To morrow my bride sall be '	-
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'I winna come down ye fause Gordon	I
I winna come down to thee	D
I winna forsake my ain dear lord	B
And he is na far frae me '	-
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'Gie owre your house ye lady fair	M
Gie owre your house to me	D
Or I sall burn yoursell therein	N
But an your babies three '	-
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'I winna gie owre ye fause Gordon	I
To nae sic traitor as thee	D
And if ye burn my ain dear babes	A
My lord sall mak' ye dree	M
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'Now reach my pistol Glaud my man	O
And charge ye weel my gun	I
For but an I pierce that bluidy butcher	M
My babes we been undone '	-
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She stood upon her castle wa'	F
And let twa bullets flee	D
She miss'd that bluidy butcher's heart	B
And only razed his knee	D
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'Set fire to the house ' quo' fause Gordon	I
Wud wi' dule and ire	M
'Faus ladye ye sall rue that shot	B
As ye burn in the fire '	-
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'Wae worth wae worth ye Jock my man	O
I paid ye weel your fee	D
Why pu' ye out the grund wa' stane	O
Lets in the reek to me	D
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'And e'en wae worth ye Jock my man	O
I paid ye weel your hire	M
Why pu' ye out the grund wa' stane	O
To me lets in the fire '	-
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'Ye paid me weel my hire ladye	P
Ye paid me weel my fee	D
But now I'm Edom o' Gordon's man	O
Maun either do or dee '	-
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O then bespake her little son	O
Sat on the nurse's knee	D
Says ' O mither dear gie owre this house	A
For the reek it smothers me '	-
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'I wad gie a' my goud my bairn	D
Sae wad I a' my fee	D
For ae blast o' the western wind	B
To blaw the reek frae thee '	-
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O then bespake the daughter dear	M
She was baith jimp and sma'	D
'O row me in a pair o' sheets	A
A tow me owre the wa' '	-
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They row'd her in a pair o' sheets	A
And tow'd her owre the wa'	F
But on the point o' Gordon's spear	M
She gat a deadly fa'	D
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O bonnie bonnie was her mouth	Q
And cherry were her cheeks	A
And clear clear was her yellow hair	M
Whereon her red blood dreeps	A
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Then wi' his spear he turn'd her owre	M
O gin her face was wan	D
He said 'Ye are the first that e'er	M
I wish'd alive again '	-
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He cam and lookit again at her	M
O gin her skin was white	B
'I might hae spared that bonnie face	A
To hae been some man's delight '	-
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'Busk and boun my merry men a'	H
For ill dooms I do guess	A
I cannot look on that bonnie face	A
As it lies on the grass '	-
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'Wha looks to freits my master dear	M
Its freits will follow them	D
Let it ne'er be said that Edom o' Gordon	D
Was daunted by a dame '	-
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But when the ladye saw the fire	M
Come flaming o'er her head	B
She wept and kiss'd her children twain	D
Says 'Bairns we been but dead '	-
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The Gordon then his bugle blew	J
And said 'Awa' awa'	F
This house o' the Rodes is a' in a flame	D
I hauld it time to ga' '	-
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And this way lookit her ain dear lord	B
As he came owre the lea	D
He saw his castle a' in a lowe	F
Sae far as he could see	D
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'Put on put on my wighty men	D
As fast as ye can dri'e	M
For he that's hindmost o' the thrang	L
Sall ne'er get good o' me '	-
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Then some they rade and some they ran	D
Out owre the grass and bent	B
But ere the foremost could win up	R
Baith lady and babes were brent	B
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And after the Gordon he is gane	D
Sae fast as he might dri'e	M
And soon i' the Gordon's foul heart's blude	B
He's wroken his fair ladye	P

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