XLII
He’s ta’en the laird’s jack aff Johnie’s back,
The twa-handed sword that hung low by his thie;
He’s ta’en the steel cap aff his head—
‘Johnie, I’ll tell that I met wi’ thee.’
He’s ta’en the laird’s jack aff Johnie’s back,
The twa-handed sword that hung low by his thie;
He’s ta’en the steel cap aff his head—
‘Johnie, I’ll tell that I met wi’ thee.’