Edom o Gordon

歌詞

It fell aboot the Martinmas time When the wind blew shrill and cauld Cried Edom o' Gordon tae his men "We maun draw tae some hauld" "Whit hauld, whit hauld," cried his merry men "Whit hauld sal we gang tae?" "It's tae Towie's Hoose that we maun ride And see yon fair lady" She thocht it was her ain dear lord That she saw ridin' hame But was the traitor Edom o' Gordon That rik nae sin nor shame "Come doon, come doon, Lady Campbell," he cried "And gie yer hoose tae me Or else this nicht I swear I'll burn Ye an' yer bairnies three" "I winna come doon," the lady cried "For laird nor yet for loon Nor yet for any rank robber That comes frae Auchendoon" The lady frae the battlements Twa bullets she let flee But it missed its mark wi' Gordon For it scarcely grazed his knee "Lady Campbell," the Gordon cried "That shot will cost you dear" An' he has ca'ed tae his ain Jock Tae bring the faggots near "I winna come doon, ye fause Gordon I winna gie up tae ye I winna forsake ma ain dear lord That is sae far frae me" Then up and spak her youngest son Sat on the nooris's knee "Oh open the door and let me oot For this reek is choking me" "I wid gie up ma gowd," she cried "Ma siller and ma fee For a blast o' the whistling wind Tae blaw this reek frae me" Then oot an' spak her dochter dear She wis baith jimp and sma' "Oh row me in a pair o' sheets And throw me ower the wa'" They rowed her in a pair o' sheets And threw her ower the wa' But on the point o' the Gordon's sword She got a deidly fa' Then Gordon turned her ower and ower And oh her face was white Ah micht had spared that bonny face Tae be some man's delight Oh pity on yon fair castle That was biggit wi' stane and lime And wae for Lady Campbell herself Burnt wi' her bairnies nine Oh three o' them were mairried wives And three o' them were bairns And three o' them were leal maidens That ne'er lay in young men's airms