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| A simple brief thought on Scottish Independance. Were the outdated union not of some very high value to England and the English, why would they fight so to try to keep it? There are only so many slices to a pie, for one to have more, another must have less. Lastly - to those Scottish "Loyalists" - to whom are you loyal? Scots royalty died in the 1700's so it can be no Scots crown - And certainly not it appears to those who came before, that bled for Scotland and her freedom ! |
| Chorus Hey, Johnnie Cope, are ye wauking yet? Or are your drums a-beating yet? If ye were wauking I wad wait To gang to the coals i' the morning. Cope sent a challenge frae Dunbar: 'Charlie, meet me an' ye daur, An' I'll learn you the art o' war If you'll meet me i' the morning.' Chorus When Charlie looked the letter upon He drew his sword the scabbard from: 'Come, follow me, my merry merry men, And we'll meet Johnnie Cope i' the morningl Chorus 'Now Johnnie, be as good's your word; Come, let us try both fire and sword; And dinna rin like a frichted bird, That's chased frae its nest i' the morning.' Chorus When Johnnie Cope he heard of this, He thought it wadna be amiss To hae a horse in readiness, To flee awa' i' the morning. Chorus Fy now, Johnnie, get up an' rin; The Highland bagpipes mak' a din; It's best to sleep in a hale skin, For 'twill be a bluidy morning. Chorus When Johnnie Cope tae Dunbar came, They speired at him, 'Where's a' your men?' 'The deil confound me gin I ken, For I left them a' i' the morning. Chorus 'Now Johnnie, troth, ye werena blate To come wi' news o' your ain defeat, And leave your men in sic a strait Sae early in the morning. Chorus 'I' faith,' quo' Johnnie, 'I got sic flegs Wi' their claymores an' philabegs; If I face them again, deil break my legs! Sae I wish you a' gude morning'. Chorus |
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