Then up and spake the Laird’s ain Jock,
‘There’s naething for’t, the gates we maun force;’
But when they cam the gates unto,
A proud porter withstood baith men and horse.
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His neck in twa I wat they hae wrung,
Wi hand or foot he neer playd paw;
His life and his keys at anes they hae tane,
And cast his body ahind the wa.
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