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T29096 WHere got thou the Haver-meal Bannock? / Blind Bubby, can'st thou not see? Information in this section of the Source Description refers to the original ballad manuscript. 1: 289755 JOCKEYs Escape from bonny Dundee. JOCKEYs Escape from bonny Dundee. JOCKEY's Escape from bonny Dundee. 1750-1750

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WHere got thou the Haver-meal Bannock? Blind Bubby, canst thou not see? I got them out of a Scotch Mans Wallat, As he lay Easing under a Tree. Come fill up my Cup, come fill up my Can, Come Saddle my Horse, and call up my Man, Come open the Gates, and let me go free, And shew me the Way to bonny Dundee. For I have neither robd nor stolen, Nor have I done any Injury, But I have got a fair Maid with Bairn, The Ministers Daughter of bonny Dundee. Come fill up my Cup, come fill up my Can, Come Saddle my Horse, and call up my Man, Come open the Gates, and let me go free, And Ise gang na mare to bonny Dundee. Altho Ive gotten her Maiden-head, Good sooth Ive given her mine in Lieu, For when at her Daddies Ise gang to Bed, Ise kiss her without any more ado.
Ise cuddle her close, and give her a Kiss, Pray tell me now where is the Harm in this? Then open the Gates and let me go free, And Ise gang no more to bonny Dundee. All Scotland neer had such a Lass, So bonny and blyth, as Jenny my Dear, I give her a Gown of Green on the Grass, But now I no longer must tarry here. Then Saddle my Nagg thats bonny and gay, For now it is Time to go hence away, Then open the Gates and let me go free, Shes ken me no more in bonny Dundee. In Liberty still I recon to Reign, For why I have done no honest Man Wrong, The Parson may take his Daughter again, For shell be a Mammy before its too long. And have a young Lad or Lass of my Bread, For I have done her a general Deed, Then open the Gates, and let me go free, For Ise gang no more to bonny Dundee.
Since Jenny the fair was willing and kind, And came to my Arms with right good Will; A Token of Love Ive left her behind, Thus have I requited my Kindness still. Tho Jenny the fair I often had kissd, Another may reap the Harvest I sowd, Then open the Gates, and let me go free, And Ill never come more to bonny Dundee. Her Dadd would have me to make her my Bride, But to have and to hold, I could never endure, From bonny Dundee this Day I will ride, It being a Place not safe and secure. Then Jenny farewell, my Joy and my Dear, With Sword in my Hand the Passage Ise clear, Then open the Gates and let me go free, For Ise gang no more to bonny Dundee. My Father he is a mukle good Laird, My Mother a Lady bonny and gay, Then while I have Strength to handle a Sword, The Parsons Request Ill never obey. Then Sandy, my Man, be thou of my Mind, In bonny Dundee wes neer be confind, The Gates we will force to set our selves free, And never come more to bonny Dundee. Then Sandy replyd, Ill never refuse, To fight for a Laird so valiant and bold, While I have a Drop of Blood for to loose, Ere any fickle Lown shall keep me in Hold. With Sword in my Hand, Ill valiantly stand, And fight by your side to kill or be killd, For forcing the Gates, and set our selves free, And so bid adieu to bonny Dundee. With Sword ready drawn they rode to the Gate, Where being denyd an Entrance through, The Master and Man they fought at that rate, That some ran away, and others they slew. Thus Jockey the Laird and Sandy the Man, They valiantly fought as Highlanders can, In Sight of the Lowns they set themselves free, And so bid adieu to bonny Dundee.
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