Folk Song

X:1 T:Johnnie Cope C:Trad Z:Webmaster K: W:1 W:Cope sent a challenge free Dunbar, W:Charlie meet me if ye daur, W:And I'll learn you the art of war, W:If you'll meet me in the morning. " W: W:(chorus) W:Hey! Johnnie Cope are ye wauking yet, Or are your drums a-beating yet; W:If ye were wauking I would wait, To gan to the coals i' the morning. W: W:2 W:When Charlie looked the letter upon, W:He drew his sword the scabbard from; W:Come follow me my merry, merry men, W:And we'll meet Johnnie Cope in the morning. W: W:3 W:Now Johnnie, be as guid's your word, W:Come let us try baith fire and sword; " W:And dinna rin awa' like a frightened bird, W:That's chased frae it's nest i' the morning". W: W:4 W:When Johnnie Cope he heard o' this, W:#He thought it widna be amiss W:To hae a horse in readiness, W: To flee awa i' the morning. W: W:5 W:Fye, Johnnie, now git up and rin, W:The highland bagpipes mak' a din; W:It's best to sleep in a hale skin, W:For twill be a bluidy morning. W: W:6 W:When Johnnie Cope to Dunbar came, W:They spier'd at him, where's a' your men? W:The de'il confound me gin I ken, W:For I left them a' i' the morning. " W: W:7 W:Now, Johnnie, troth ye were na blate, W:To come wi' the news o' your ain defeat, W:An' leave yer men in sic a strait, W:See early i' the morning. W: W:8 W:I' faith, quoth Johnnie, "I got a fleg, W:Wi' their lang claymores and philabegs, W:If I face them again. De'il break my legs, W:Sae I wish ye a good morning". % % % % %