Wi' swords and wi' daggers they did him surround;
And they've pierced bonny Brackley wi' many a wound.30
Frae the head o' the Dee to the banks o' the Spey,
The Gordons may mourn him, and bann Inverey.
"O came ye by Brackley yates, was ye in there?
Or saw ye his Peggy dear riving her hair?"
"O I came by Brackley yates, I was in there,35
And I saw his Peggy a-making good cheer."
That lady she feasted them, carried them ben;
She laugh'd wi' the men that her baron had slain.
"O fye on you, lady! how could you do sae?
You open'd your yates to the fause Inverey."40
She ate wi' him, drank wi' him, welcom'd him in;
She welcom'd the villain that slew her baron!
She kept him till morning, syne bade him be gane,
And shaw'd him the road that he shou'dna be taen.
"Thro' Birss and Aboyne," she says, "lyin in a tour,45
O'er the hills o' Glentanar you'll skip in an hour."