A collection of ancient and modern Scottish ballads, etc

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Up they looklt^ and down they lay.
And they're fa'en sound asleep ;
Till up stood good Lord Barnaby,
Just close at their bed feet.
" How do you like my bed, Musgrave ?
And how like ye my sheets ?
And how like ye my fair lady.
Lies in your arms and sleeps ?"
'^ Weel like I your bed, my lord^
And weel like I your sheets ;
But ill like I your fair lady.
Lies in my arms and sleeps."
^' You got your wale o' se'en sisters.
And I got mine o' five
Sae tak ye mine, and Fs tak thine^
And we nae mair sail strive."
^' O, my woman's the best woman
That ever brak world's bread ;
And your woman's the worst woman
That ever drew coat o'er head."
'^'^
1 hae twa swords in ae scabbert^
They are baith sharp and clear
Tak ye the best, and I the warst.
And we'll end the matter here.
^' But up, and arm thee, young Musgrave^
We'll try it han' to han' ;
It's ne'er be said o' Lord Barnaby^
He strack at a naked man,"
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