Testo Johnnie Cope

Cope sent a challenge from Dunbar saying"Charlie meet me an' ye daurAn' I'll learn ye the art o' warIf Ye'll meet me in the mornin'"Chorus:Hey, Johnnie Cope, are ye wailin' yetOr are your drums a-beating yet?If ye were waukin' I wad waitTae gang tae the coals in the mornin'When Charlie looked the letter uponHe drew his sword the scabbard fromCome, follow me, my merry menAnd we'll meet Johnnie Cope in the mornin'Hey, Johnnie Cope...Now Johnnie, be as good as your wordCome, let us try baithe fire and sword,And dinna flee like a fritched birdThat's chased free its nest i' the morningHey, Johnnie Cope...When Johnnie Cope he heard o' this,He thocht it wadna ba amissTae hae a horse in readinessTae flee awa in the morningHey Johnnie Cope...Fye now, Johnnie, get up an' rinThe highland bagpipes mak' a dinIt's better tae sleep in ahale skinFor it will be a bluidie morningHey Johnnie Cope...When Johnnie Cope tae Dunbar cam'The spiered at him, "Where's a' your men?"The de'il confound me gin I kenFor I left them a' in the morning"Hey Johnnie Cope...Now Johnnie, troth ye warna blateTae come we' news o' you ain defeatAnd leave you men in sic a straitSay early in the morningHey Johnnie Cope...In faith, quo Johnnie, I got sic flegsWi' their claymores an' philabegsGin I face them again, de'il brak my legsSo I wish you a good morningHey Johnnie Cope...