Текст песни: Burns Robert - Johnny Cope








Johnny Cope
(Robert Burns)
Sir John Cope trode the north right far,
Yet ne`er a rebel he cam naur,
Until he landed at Dunbar
Right early in a morning.
CHORUS
Hey Johnie Cope are ye wauking yet,
Or are ye sleeping I would wit:
O haste ye get up for the drums do beat,
Of fye Cope rise in the morning.
He wrote a challenge for Dunbar,
Come fight me Charlie an ye daur;
If it be not by the chance of war
I`ll give you a merry morning.
When Charlie look`d the letter upon
He drew his sword and scabbard from-
"So Heaven restore to me my own,
I`ll meet you, Cope, in the morning."
Cope swore with many a bloody word
That he would fight them gun and sword,
But he fled frae his nest like an ill scar`d bird,
And Johnie he took wing in the morning.
It was upon an afternoon,
Sir Johnie march`d to Preston town;
He says, "my lads come lean you down,
And we`ll fight the boys in the morning."
But when he saw the Highland lads
Wi` tartan trews and white cokauds,
Wi` swords and guns and rungs and gauds,
O Johnie he took wing in the morning.
On the morrow when he did rise,
He look`d between him and the skies;
He saw them wi` their naked thighs,
Which fear`d him in the morning.
O then he flew into Dunbar,
Crying for a man of war;
He thought to have pass`d for a rustic tar,
And gotten awa in the morning.
Sir Johnie into Berwick rade,
Just as the devil had been his guide;
Gien him the warld he would na stay`d
To foughten the boys in the morning.
Says the Berwickers unto Sir John,
O what`s become of all your men,
In faith, says he, I dinna ken,
I left them a` this morning.
Says Lord Mark Car, ye are na blate,
To bring us the news o` your ain defeat;
I think you deserve the back o` the gate,
Get out o` my sight this morning.
tune: Johnie Cope (297)
filename[ JOHNCOPE
play.exe JOHNCOPE
ARB
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Johnny Cope
(Robert Burns)
Sir John Cope trode the north right far,
Yet ne`er a rebel he cam naur,
Until he landed at Dunbar
Right early in a morning.
CHORUS
Hey Johnie Cope are ye wauking yet,
Or are ye sleeping I would wit:
O haste ye get up for the drums do beat,
Of fye Cope rise in the morning.
He wrote a challenge for Dunbar,
Come fight me Charlie an ye daur;
If it be not by the chance of war
I`ll give you a merry morning.
When Charlie look`d the letter upon
He drew his sword and scabbard from-
"So Heaven restore to me my own,
I`ll meet you, Cope, in the morning."
Cope swore with many a bloody word
That he would fight them gun and sword,
But he fled frae his nest like an ill scar`d bird,
And Johnie he took wing in the morning.
It was upon an afternoon,
Sir Johnie march`d to Preston town;
He says, "my lads come lean you down,
And we`ll fight the boys in the morning."
But when he saw the Highland lads
Wi` tartan trews and white cokauds,
Wi` swords and guns and rungs and gauds,
O Johnie he took wing in the morning.
On the morrow when he did rise,
He look`d between him and the skies;
He saw them wi` their naked thighs,
Which fear`d him in the morning.
O then he flew into Dunbar,
Crying for a man of war;
He thought to have pass`d for a rustic tar,
And gotten awa in the morning.
Sir Johnie into Berwick rade,
Just as the devil had been his guide;
Gien him the warld he would na stay`d
To foughten the boys in the morning.
Says the Berwickers unto Sir John,
O what`s become of all your men,
In faith, says he, I dinna ken,
I left them a` this morning.
Says Lord Mark Car, ye are na blate,
To bring us the news o` your ain defeat;
I think you deserve the back o` the gate,
Get out o` my sight this morning.
tune: Johnie Cope (297)
filename[ JOHNCOPE
play.exe JOHNCOPE
ARB
===DOCUMENT BOUNDARY===

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