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Kinloch MSS, I, 311.
1 Johnie's up to England gane,
Three quarters o a year;
Johnie's up to England gane,
The king's banner to bear.
2 He had not in fair England been
A month 'twas barely ane,
When the fairest lady o the court
To Johnie wi child is gane.
3 Word is to the kitchen gane,
And word's gane to the ha;
Word's gane to the high, high rooms,
Among the nobles a'.
4 And word o't to the king is gane,
In the chamber where he sat,
His only daughter goes wi child
To Johnie, the Little Scot.
5 'O if she be wi child,' he says,
'As I trow weel she be,
I'll lock her up in strong prison,
And punish her till she dee.'
6 Then she has wrote a long letter,
And seald it without a blot,
And she has sent it to fair Scotland,
To Johnie, the Little Scot.
7 The first line that he did read,
In laughter loud was he;
But or he gat the hindmost read
The tear blindit his ee.
8 'Get ready for me the black, black steed,
Get ready for me the brown,
And saddle to me the swiftest horse
Eer carried man to town.'