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| The tune is an old Scottish Air. These words were written by Adam Skirving (1719-1803), a tenant farmer in East Lothian. He wrote them the words in 1745. Robert Burns also wrote a set of lyrics to the tune. They can be found at Johnnie Cope.
For other Jacobite tunes go to the bottom of The Contemplator's Short History of the Jacobite Uprisings. |
Cope sent a challenge frae Dunbar, Sayin "Charlie meet me an' ye daur; An' I'll learn ye the airt o' war, If ye'll meet me in the morning." Chorus O Hey! Johnnie Cope are ye waukin' yet? Or are your drums a-beating yet? If ye were waukin' I wad wait, Tae gang tae the coals in the morning. * When Charlie looked the letter upon, He drew his sword and scabbard from, Come, follow me, my merry men, And we'll meet Johnnie Cope in the morning. Chorus Now Johnnie, be as good as your word, Come, let us try baith fire and sword, And dinna flee like a frichted bird, That's chased frae its nest i' the morning. Chorus When Johnnie Cope he heard o' this, He thocht it wouldna be amiss, Tae hae a horse in readiness, Tae flee awa in the morning. Chorus Fye now, Johnnie, get up an' rin, The Highland bagpipes mak' a din, It's better tae sleep in a hale skin, For it will be a bluidie morning. Chorus When Johnnie Cope tae Dunbar cam, They speired at him, "Where's a' your men" "The de'il confound me gin I ken, For I left them a' in the morning." Chorus Now Johnnie, troth ye werena blate, Tae come wi' news o' your ain defeat, And leave your men in sic a strait, Sae early in the morning. Chorus In faith, quo Johnnie, I got sic flegs Wi' their claymores an' philabegs, Gin I face them again, de'il brak my legs, So I wish you a' good morning. *Prestonpans had been the location of coal fields. |
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