Then up and spake the good Laird’s Jock,
‘Neer fear ye now, my billie,’ quo he;
‘For here’s the Laird’s Jock, the Laird’s Wat,
And Hobie Noble, come to set thee free.’
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‘Oh, had thy tongue, and speak nae mair,
And o thy tawk now let me be!
For if a’Liddisdale were here the night,
The morn’s the day that I maun die.
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