The Negro Boy (1806, Stirling)/Johnny Coup
For other versions of this work, see Johnny Cope.
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JOHNNY COUP.
Coup sent a letter frae Dunbar,
Charlie meet me an ye dare,
And I'll learn you the art of war.
If you'll meet wi' me in the morning.
Charlie meet me an ye dare,
And I'll learn you the art of war.
If you'll meet wi' me in the morning.
Hey Johnny Coup are ye waking yet,
Or are your drums a-beating yet,
If ye were waking I wou'd wait,
To gang to the coals i' the morning.
Or are your drums a-beating yet,
If ye were waking I wou'd wait,
To gang to the coals i' the morning.
When Charlie look'd the letter upon,
He drew his sword the scabbard from
Come follow me my merry merry men,
And we'll meet Johnny Coup i' the morning.
Hey Johnny Coup are yon waking yet, &c.
He drew his sword the scabbard from
Come follow me my merry merry men,
And we'll meet Johnny Coup i' the morning.
Hey Johnny Coup are yon waking yet, &c.
Now Johny be as good as your word,
Come let us try both fire and sword.
And dinna rin awa like a frighted bird,
That's chac'd fraeits nest i' the morning.
Hey Johnny Coup, &c.
Come let us try both fire and sword.
And dinna rin awa like a frighted bird,
That's chac'd fraeits nest i' the morning.
Hey Johnny Coup, &c.
When Johnny Coup he heard of this,
He though it wadna be amiss
To ha e a horse in readiness.
To flee awa' i the morning.
Hey Johnny Coup, &c.
He though it wadna be amiss
To ha e a horse in readiness.
To flee awa' i the morning.
Hey Johnny Coup, &c.
By now Johnny ge up and rin,
The Highland bag pipes makes a din,
It's best to sleep in a hale skin,
For twill be a bluddie morning.
Hey Johnny Coup, &c.
The Highland bag pipes makes a din,
It's best to sleep in a hale skin,
For twill be a bluddie morning.
Hey Johnny Coup, &c.
When Johnny Coup to Dunbar came,
They speer'd at him where's a' your men?
The never a bit do men,
For I left them a' i' the morning,
Hey Johnny Coup, &c.
They speer'd at him where's a' your men?
The never a bit do men,
For I left them a' i' the morning,
Hey Johnny Coup, &c.
Now, Johnny, troth ye was nae blate,
To come wi' the news of your ain defeat,
And leave your men in sie a srait,
So early in the morning.
Hey Johnny Coup, &c.
To come wi' the news of your ain defeat,
And leave your men in sie a srait,
So early in the morning.
Hey Johnny Coup, &c.
Alas! quoh Johnny, I got a fleg,
Wi' them claymores and philabegs,
If I face them again I'll break my legs;
So I wish you a good morning.
Wi' them claymores and philabegs,
If I face them again I'll break my legs;
So I wish you a good morning.
Hey Johnny Coup are ye waking yet,
Or are your drums a-beating yet,
If ye were waking I wou'd wait,
To gang to the coals i' the morning.
Or are your drums a-beating yet,
If ye were waking I wou'd wait,
To gang to the coals i' the morning.