Текст (слова) песни: Burns Robert - Johnny Cope

Johnny Cope
(Robert Burns)
Sir John Cope trode the north right far,
Yet ne`er a rebel he cam naur,
Until he landed at Dunbar
Right early in a morning.
CHORUS
Hey Johnie Cope are ye wauking yet,
Or are ye sleeping I would wit:
O haste ye get up for the drums do beat,
Of fye Cope rise in the morning.
He wrote a challenge for Dunbar,
Come fight me Charlie an ye daur;
If it be not by the chance of war
I`ll give you a merry morning.
When Charlie look`d the letter upon
He drew his sword and scabbard from-
"So Heaven restore to me my own,
I`ll meet you, Cope, in the morning."
Cope swore with many a bloody word
That he would fight them gun and sword,
But he fled frae his nest like an ill scar`d bird,
And Johnie he took wing in the morning.
It was upon an afternoon,
Sir Johnie march`d to Preston town;
He says, "my lads come lean you down,
And we`ll fight the boys in the morning."
But when he saw the Highland lads
Wi` tartan trews and white cokauds,
Wi` swords and guns and rungs and gauds,
O Johnie he took wing in the morning.
On the morrow when he did rise,
He look`d between him and the skies;
He saw them wi` their naked thighs,
Which fear`d him in the morning.
O then he flew into Dunbar,
Crying for a man of war;
He thought to have pass`d for a rustic tar,
And gotten awa in the morning.
Sir Johnie into Berwick rade,
Just as the devil had been his guide;
Gien him the warld he would na stay`d
To foughten the boys in the morning.
Says the Berwickers unto Sir John,
O what`s become of all your men,
In faith, says he, I dinna ken,
I left them a` this morning.
Says Lord Mark Car, ye are na blate,
To bring us the news o` your ain defeat;
I think you deserve the back o` the gate,
Get out o` my sight this morning.
tune: Johnie Cope (297)
filename[ JOHNCOPE
play.exe JOHNCOPE
ARB
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Меню » Главная » Музыка » Правила » В избранное	Музыка RU: 0-9 А Б В Г Д Е Ж З И К Л М Н О П Р С Т У Ф Х Ц Ч Ш Щ Э Ю Я EN: A B C D E F G H I J K L M N O P Q R S T U V W X Y Z Текст (слова) песни: Burns Robert - Johnny Cope Johnny Cope (Robert Burns) Sir John Cope trode the north right far, Yet ne`er a rebel he cam naur, Until he landed at Dunbar Right early in a morning. CHORUS Hey Johnie Cope are ye wauking yet, Or are ye sleeping I would wit: O haste ye get up for the drums do beat, Of fye Cope rise in the morning. He wrote a challenge for Dunbar, Come fight me Charlie an ye daur; If it be not by the chance of war I`ll give you a merry morning. When Charlie look`d the letter upon He drew his sword and scabbard from- "So Heaven restore to me my own, I`ll meet you, Cope, in the morning." Cope swore with many a bloody word That he would fight them gun and sword, But he fled frae his nest like an ill scar`d bird, And Johnie he took wing in the morning. It was upon an afternoon, Sir Johnie march`d to Preston town; He says, "my lads come lean you down, And we`ll fight the boys in the morning." But when he saw the Highland lads Wi` tartan trews and white cokauds, Wi` swords and guns and rungs and gauds, O Johnie he took wing in the morning. On the morrow when he did rise, He look`d between him and the skies; He saw them wi` their naked thighs, Which fear`d him in the morning. O then he flew into Dunbar, Crying for a man of war; He thought to have pass`d for a rustic tar, And gotten awa in the morning. Sir Johnie into Berwick rade, Just as the devil had been his guide; Gien him the warld he would na stay`d To foughten the boys in the morning. Says the Berwickers unto Sir John, O what`s become of all your men, In faith, says he, I dinna ken, I left them a` this morning. Says Lord Mark Car, ye are na blate, To bring us the news o` your ain defeat; I think you deserve the back o` the gate, Get out o` my sight this morning. tune: Johnie Cope (297) filename[ JOHNCOPE play.exe JOHNCOPE ARB ===DOCUMENT BOUNDARY=== Нравится песня? Расскажи о ней друзьям: Прямая ссылка на текст песни Johnny Cope: http://musworld.ru/music/eng/101/1/51166.html Все тексты песен: Burns Robert » Burns Robert - Raving Winds » Burns Robert - On A Bank Of Flowers » Burns Robert - Johnny Cope » Burns Robert - I Love My Love In Secret » Burns Robert - Up An Waun Them A Jamie » Burns Robert - The Birks Of Aberfeldie » Burns Robert - Musing On The Roaring Ocean » Burns Robert - Comin Thro The Rye » Burns Robert - The Humors Of The Glen » Burns Robert - Tibbie Dunbar » Burns Robert - The Campbells Are Comin » Burns Robert - Awa Whigs Awa » Burns Robert - Parcel O` Rogues » Burns Robert - Jamie Come Try Me » Burns Robert - Five Carlins » Burns Robert - The Bonie Lass Of Albanie » Burns Robert - Where Braving Angry Winters Storms » Burns Robert - I Sing Of A Whistle » Burns Robert - Up In The Morning Early » Burns Robert - Parcel O` Rogues Рекомендуем скачать: » Олег Литвиненко, Юрий Киселев - Арабелла » Ольга Корницкая - Не пишется, но это » Олег Щетников - Капли на лице » Олег Городецкий, Елена Трояновская - От свечи по комнате » Олег Шмаков - Дом 243 по Первомайской » Ольга Залесская - Бездомным собакам лежать под дождем и лежать... » Олег Газманов - Одной волной накатило » Ольга Кузнецова - НЕ ОБО МНЕ » Олег Щетников - Гадание на песке » Олег Газманов - Из ворот, как из кармана » Олег Кабалик - Когда забудет пушка о снаряде... » Олег Седелев - Что ни день, то беда... » Олег Шмаков - Огонь зажжённый не потухнет... » Ольга Ясюкович - Чай остыл. Часы устали... » Ольга Залесская - И все быстрей бегут года... » Ольга Запрудина - О случайных числах » Олег Куприев - Я устал быть шутом и козлом отпущенья... » Олег Щетников - Желтый лист » Ольга Залесская - От Старого Оскола до лунного осколка... » Олег Городецкий - Дуб
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