Sir Johnnie Cope lyrics

Sir Johnnie Cope trod the North right far
Yet ne'er a rebel he came n'ar;
Until he landed at Dunbar
Right early in a morning

Hey Johnnie Cope are ye wauking yet
Or are ye sleeping, I wou'd wit
Make haste and get up, for the drums do beat
O fie, Cope rise in the morning!

Cope wrote a challenge from Dunbar
Come meet me, Charlie, if you dare
If it be not by the chance of war
I'll gi'e you a mеrry morning

Hey Johnnie Cope arе ye wauking yet
Or are ye sleeping, I wou'd wit
Make haste and get up, for the drums do beat
O fie, Cope rise in the morning!

When Charlie look'd the letter on
He drew his sword the scabbard from:
"So heav'n restore me to my own
I'll meet you, Cope, in the morning."

Hey Johnnie Cope are ye wauking yet
Or are ye sleeping, I wou'd wit
Make haste and get up, for the drums do beat
O fie, Cope rise in the morning!
When Johnnie Cope got word o'this
He thought it wouldna be amiss
To hae a horse in readiness
Whate'er might hap in the morning

Hey Johnnie Cope are ye wauking yet
Or are ye sleeping, I wou'd wit
Make haste and get up, for the drums do beat
O fie, Cope rise in the morning!

But when he saw the Higland lads
Wi' tartan trews and white c*ckades
Wi' swords and guns, and rungs, and gauds
He gallop'd off in the morning

Hey Johnnie Cope are ye wauking yet
Or are ye sleeping, I wou'd wit
Make haste and get up, for the drums do beat
O fie, Cope rise in the morning!