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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
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'And what a hauld sall we draw to	B
My merry men and me	D
We will gae to the house o' the Rodes	A
To see that fair ladye '	-
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The lady stood on her castle wa'	E
Beheld baith dale and down	F
There she was ware of a host of men	C
Cam riding towards the town	F
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'O see ye not my merry men a'	G
O see ye not what I see	D
Methinks I see a host of men	C
I marvel wha 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	H
Wha reck'd nae sin nor shame	D
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She had nae sooner buskit hersell	I
And putten on her gown	F
But Edom o' Gordon an' his men	C
Were round about the town	F
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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
Sae fast as she could hie	J
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	K
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 fals Gordon	H
I winna come down to thee	D
I winna forsake my ain dear lord	B
That is sae far frae me '	-
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'Gie owre your house ye lady fair	L
Gie owre your house to me	D
Or I sall brenn yoursel therein	M
But and your babies three '	-
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'I winna gie owre ye fals Gordon	H
To nae sic traitor as yee	D
And if ye brenn my ain dear babes	A
My lord sall mak ye dree	L
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'Now reach my pistol Glaud my man	N
And charge ye weel my gun	H
For but an I pierce that bluidy butcher	L
My babes we been undone '	-
	-
She stood upon her castle wa'	E
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' fals Gordon	H
All wud wi' dule and ire	L
'Fals lady ye sall rue this deid	B
As ye brenn in the fire '	-
	-
Wae worth wae worth ye Jock my man	N
I paid ye weel your fee	D
Why pu' ye out the grund wa' stane	N
Lets in the reek to me	D
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'And e'en wae worth ye Jock my man	N
I paid ye weel your hire	L
Why pu' ye out the grund wa' stane	N
To me lets in the fire '	-
	-
'Ye paid me weel my hire ladye	D
Ye paid me weel my fee	D
But now I'm Edom o' Gordon's man	N
Maun either do or die '	-
	-
O then bespake her little son	N
Sat on the nurse's knee	D
Says 'Mither dear gie owre this house	A
For the reek it smithers me '	-
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'I wad gie a' my gowd my bairn	D
Sae wad I a' my fee	D
For ae blast o' the western wind	B
To blaw the reek frae thee '	-
	-
O then bespake her dochter dear	L
She was baith jimp and sma'	D
'O row me in a pair o' sheets	A
And 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'	E
But on the point o' Gordon's spear	L
She gat a deadly fa'	D
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O bonnie bonnie was her mouth	O
And cherry were her cheiks	A
And clear clear was her yellow hair	L
Whereon the red blood dreips	A
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Then wi' his spear he turn'd her owre	L
O gin her face was wane	D
He said 'Ye are the first that e'er	L
I wish'd alive again '	-
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He turn'd her owre and owre again	D
O gin her skin was white	B
'I might hae spared that bonnie face	A
To hae been some man's delight	B
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'Busk and boun my merry men a'	G
For ill dooms I do guess	A
I canna look in that bonnie face	A
As it lies on the grass '	-
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'Wha looks to freits my master dear	L
It 's 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 lady saw the fire	L
Come flaming owre 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	I
And said 'Awa' awa'	E
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 cam owre the lea	D
He saw his castle a' in a lowe	E
As far as he could see	D
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The sair O sair his mind misgave	D
And all his heart was wae	E
'Put on put on my wighty men	D
Sae fast as ye can gae	P
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'Put on put on my wighty men	D
Sae fast as ye can drie	L
For he that 's hindmost o' the thrang	P
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	Q
Baith lady and babes were brent	B
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And after the Gordon he is gane	D
Sae fast as he might drie	L
And soon i' the Gordon's foul heart's blude	B
He 's wroken his dear ladye	D

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