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An excellent New Song Entituled, the New way of the Broom of Cowden Knows. Hard Fate that I should banisht be And Rebell called with Scorn, For serving of a Lovely Prince, As e'er yet was Born, O the Broom the Bonny Broom The Broom of Cowding knows, I wish his Frinds had Stayed at home Milking there Dadys Ewes My trustie Targe and good Claymore Must now ly useless by; My Pleding Trows that heretofore I wore so Cheerfully. O the Broom ,&c. Aduie old Albain I say, Farewell all pleasures there, Till I come back to my own Land. which I hope to see once more O the Broom &c. Most cheerfully he did come or'e Sent Taklings to the North, But Judas like he was betray'd By Huntly, not Seaforth, O the Broom' &c O' Wretched Huntly vail thy Face, Thy K--g and Countrys gone, And many Valiant Scot thou hast By Treachery undone. O the Broom,&c. But since the French doth take our part my fears Dispelled be I hope few months will end our smart And we our Friends shall see O! the Broom,&c. The Noble Sweed our Friend appears The Christian King also, The King of Spain Britan not fears That he will them o're thro O theBroom, &c. O blessed LORD let King James ring Let Scotland happy be, And I shall not my Fate bemoan, What ever happen's me, O! the Broom, &c. Well meet our Friends with Noble heart Attired with Armour clear Who him opose shall feel our Darts, Like Old Scot Men of Weir, O the Broom, &c.
Then happay days and Pace we'll have Content in every place, Ashamed all the Rouges shall be, And Honest Men shall have Place O the Broom, the Bonny Broom The Broom of Cowden-Knows, I wish his Friends had stayed at home a Milking of the Ewes. F I N I S.
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