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In days when our king Robert rang , His trews they cost but haff a crown ; He said
they were a groat o'er dear , And call'd the taylor thief and loun . He was the king
that wore a crown , And thou the man of laigh degree , ' Tis pride puts a ' the ...
In days when our king Robert rang , His trews they cost but haff a crown ; He said
they were a groat o'er dear , And call'd the taylor thief and loun . He was the king
that wore a crown , And thou the man of laigh degree , ' Tis pride puts a ' the ...
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When we gaed to the braes o ' Mar , And to the wapon - shaw , Willie , Wi ' true
design to serve the king , And banish whigs awa , Willie . Up and warn a ' , Willie ,
Warn , warn a ' ; For lords and lairds came there bedeen , And wow but they ...
When we gaed to the braes o ' Mar , And to the wapon - shaw , Willie , Wi ' true
design to serve the king , And banish whigs awa , Willie . Up and warn a ' , Willie ,
Warn , warn a ' ; For lords and lairds came there bedeen , And wow but they ...
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O fy for shame , ye're three for ane , Hur nane - sell's won the day , man ; King
Shames ' red - coats should be hung up , Because they ran awa ' then : Had bent
their brows , like highland trows , And made as lang a stay , man , They'd sav'd ...
O fy for shame , ye're three for ane , Hur nane - sell's won the day , man ; King
Shames ' red - coats should be hung up , Because they ran awa ' then : Had bent
their brows , like highland trows , And made as lang a stay , man , They'd sav'd ...
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YOUNG HYNHORN . ( To its own Tune . ) Near Edinburgh was a young son born
, Hey lilelu an'a how low lan ' , An ' his name it was called young Hynhorn , An ' its
hey down down deedle airo . Seven long years he served the king , Hey , & c .
YOUNG HYNHORN . ( To its own Tune . ) Near Edinburgh was a young son born
, Hey lilelu an'a how low lan ' , An ' his name it was called young Hynhorn , An ' its
hey down down deedle airo . Seven long years he served the king , Hey , & c .
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Nae news , nae news , the auld beggar said , But the king's dochter Jean is going
to be wed . Cast aff , cast aff thy auld beggar - weed , An ' I'll gie thee my gude
gray steed . When he cam to our guid king's yet , He sought a glass o ' wine for ...
Nae news , nae news , the auld beggar said , But the king's dochter Jean is going
to be wed . Cast aff , cast aff thy auld beggar - weed , An ' I'll gie thee my gude
gray steed . When he cam to our guid king's yet , He sought a glass o ' wine for ...
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