Unknown - Johnny Blunt текст песни

There liv'd a man in yonder glen,
And John Blunt was his name, O;
He maks gude maut, and he brews gude ale,
And he bears a wondrous fame, O

The wind blew in the hallan ae night,
Fu snell out o'er the moor, O;
'Rise up, rise up, auld Luckie,'he says,
Rise up and bar the door, O'

They made a paction tween them twa,
They made it firm and sure, O,
Wha'er sud speak the foremost word
Should rise and bar the door, O

Three travellers that had tint their gate,
As thro the hills they foor, O,
They airted by the line o light
Fu straught to Johnie Blunt's door, O

They haurl'd auld Luekie out o her bed,
And laid her on the floor, O;
But never a word auld Luckie wad say,
For barrin o the door, O

'Ye've eaten my bread, ye hae druken my ale,
'And ye'll mak my auld wife a whore, O'
Aha, Johnie Blunt! he hae spoke the first word
Get up and bar the door, O

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