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And when he cam to yon wee Oftler houfe,
He b*d bendicite be there;
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Where was ye born, auld erpokit Carl,
Where wag ye born in what countrie,
I am a true Scot bcrn and bred, .
And an auld crookit carl juft fie as ye fee.
I wad gie fifteen Shillings to onie crookit carl, -
To onie crookit carl juft fie as ye,
If ye will get me gude Wallace,
For he is the man I wad very fain fee .
,He hit the proud Captain alang the chafft blade,
That never a bit o ? meal he ate mair;
And he fticket the reft at the table where they fat,
And he left them a lyin fprawlin there.
Get up, get up, gudewife, he fays,
And get to me fome dinner in hafte;
For it will foon be three lang days.
Sin I a bit o' meat did tafte.
The dinner was na weel readie,
Nor wa* it on the table fet,
Till other fyfteen Engiifhm'cn
Were a' lighted about the yett. •
Come out, come out, now gude Wallace'
This is the day that thou maun die;
I lippen nae fae little to God, he fays,
Altho I be but ill wordie.
The gudewife had an auld gudeman,
By gude Wallace he ftiff ly ftood,
Till ten o the fyfteen, Engiifhmen,
Before the door lay in their blude. •
The other five to the greenwood ran,
And he hangd th«fe five upon a grain, '
And rio the morn wi' his merry men a*
He fat at diue in Lochmaben town.

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