Jock o`Hazeldean               (Listen to midi)

 

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1.“ Why weep ye by the tide, lassie, why weep ye by the tide,

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    I`ll wed ye tae my youngest son and ye shall be his bride.

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    And ye shall be his bride, lassie, sae comly tae be seen“.

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    But aye she loot the tears doon fa` for Jock o` Hazeldean.

 

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2. “Now let this wilfu` grief be done, and dry that cheek so pale,

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    young Frank is chief of Errington, and Lord of Langley-dale.

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    His step is first in peaceful ha` , his sword in battle keen“.

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    But aye she loot the tears doon fa` for Jock o` Hazeldean.

 

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3. “A chain of gold ye shall not lack, nor braid to bind your hair,

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    nor mettl`d hound, nor manag`d hawk, nor palfrey fresh amd fair.

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    And you, the foremost o` them a` , shall ride our forest queen“.

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    But aye she loot the tears doon fa` for Jock o` Hazeldean.

 

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4. The kirk was deck`d at morning-tide, the tapers glimmer`d fair,

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    the priest and bridegroom wait the bride, and dame and knight are there.

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    They sought her both by bower and ha` , the lady was nae seen!

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    She`s o`er the border and awa`, wi` Jock o` Hazeldean.

 

    (Sir Walter Scott)