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Sum speiks of lords sum speiks of lairds	A
And siclyke men of hie degrie	B
Of a gentleman I sing a sang	C
Sumtyme calld Laird of Giluockie	C
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The king he wrytes a laving letter	B
With his ain hand see tenderly	D
And he hath sent it to Johnnie Armstrang	C
To cum and speik with him speidily	D
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The Eliots and Armstrangs did convene	E
They were a gallant company	D
'We'ill ryde and meit our lawful king	C
And bring him safe to Gilnockiel'	D
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'Make kinnen and capon ready then	F
And venison in great plenty	D
We'ill welcome hame our royal king	C
I hope he'ill dyne at Gilnockiel'	D
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They ran their horse on the Langum howm	G
And brake their speirs with mekle main	H
The ladys lukit free their loft windows	A
'God bring our men weil back again '	-
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When Johnnie came before the king	C
With all his men see brave to see	D
The King he movit his bonnet to him	G
He weind he was a king as well as he	D
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'May I find grace my sovereign liege	I
Grace for my loyal men and me	D
For my name it is Johnnie Armstrang	C
And subject of yours my liege ' said he	D
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'Away away thou traytor strang	C
Out of my sicht thou mayst sune be	D
I grantit nevir a traytors lyfe	J
And now I'll not begin with thee '	-
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'Grant me my lyfe my liege my king	C
And a bony gift I will give to thee	D
Full four and twenty milk whyt steids	D
Were a' foald in a yeir to me	D
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'I'll gie thee all these milk whyt steids	D
that prance and nicher at a speir	B
With as mekle gude Inglis gilt	K
As four of their braid backs dow beir '	-
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'Away away thou traytor strang	C
Out o' my sicht thou mayst sune be	D
I grantit nevir a traytors Iyfe	J
And now I'll not begin with thee '	-
	-
'Grant me my lyfe my liege my king	C
And a bony gift I'll gie to thee	D
Gude four and twenty ganging mills	D
That gang throw a' the yeir to me	D
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'These four and twenty mills complete	L
Sall gang for thee throw all the yeir	B
And as mekle of gude reid wheit	L
As all their trappers dow to bear '	-
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'Away away thou traytor strang	C
Out of my sicht thou mayst sune be	D
I grantit nevir a traytors lyfe	J
And now I'll not begin with thee '	-
	-
'Grant me my lyfe my liege my king	C
And a great gift I'll gie to thee	D
Bauld four and twenty sisters sons	D
Sall for the fecht tho all sould flee '	-
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'Away away thou traytor strang	C
Out of my sicht thou mayst sune be	D
I grantit nevir a traytors lyfe	J
And now I'll not begin with thee '	-
	-
'Grant me my lyfe my liege my king	C
And a brave gift I'll gie to thee	D
All betwene heir and Newcastle town	M
Sall pay chair yeirly rent to thee '	-
	-
Away away thou traytor strang	C
Out of my sicht thou mayst sune be	D
I grantit nevir a traytors lyfe	J
And now I'll not begin with thee '	-
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'Ye lied ye lied now king ' he says	D
'Althocht a king and prince ye be	D
For I luid naithing in all my lyfe	J
I dare well say it but honesty	D
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'But a fat horse and a fair woman	N
Twa bony dogs to kill a deir	B
But Ingland suld half found me meil and malt	L
Gif I had livd this hundred yeir	B
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'Scho suld half found me meil and malt	L
And beif and mutton in all plentie	L
But neir a Scots wyfe could half said	L
That eir I skaithd her a pure flie	D
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'To seik het water beneth cauld yce	D
Surely it is a great folie	D
I half asked grace at a graceless face	D
But there is nane for my men and me	D
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'But had I kend or I came free hame	D
How thou unkynd wadst bene to me	D
I wad half kept the border syde	L
In spyte of all they force and thee	D
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'Wist Englands king that I was tane	N
O gin a blyth man wald he be	D
For anes I slew his sisters son	N
And on his breist bane brak a tree '	-
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John wore a girdle about his midle	D
Imbroidered owre with burning gold	L
Bespangled with the same mettle	D
Maist beautiful was to behold	L
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Ther hang nine targets at Johnnies hat	L
And ilk an worth three hundred pound	L
'What wants that knave that a king suld haif	J
But the sword of honour and the crown	N
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'O whair get thou these targets Johnnie	D
That blink see brawly abune thy brie '	-
'I get them in the field fechting	C
Wher cruel king thou durst not be	D
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'Had I my horse and my harness gude	L
And ryding as I wont to be	D
It sould half bene tald this hundred yeir	B
The meiting of my king and me	D
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'God be withee Kirsty my brither	B
Lang live thou Laird of Mangertoun	D
Lang mayst thou live on the border syde	L
Or thou se thy brither ryde up and doun	D
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'And God be withee Kirsty my son	D
Whair thou sits on thy nurses knee	D
But and thou live this hundred yeir	B
Thy fathers better thoult never be	D
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'Farweil my bonny Gilnock Hall	D
Whair on Esk syde thou standest stout	L
Gif I had lived but seven yeirs mair	B
I wad haff gilt thee round about '	-
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John murdred was at Carlinrigg	C
And all his galant companie	D
But Scotlands heart was never sae wae	O
To see sae mony brave men die	L
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Because they savd their country deir	B
Frae Englishmen nane were sae bauld	L
Whyle Johnnie livd on the border syde	L
Nane of them durst cum neir his hald	L

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