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Oor lords have tae the huntin' gane

The huntin' o' the fallow deer

And they hae grippit Hughie Graham

For stealin' o' the bishop’s mere

And they hae taen him hand and fit

And brocht him up through Carlisle toon

The toonsfolk cried oot aw at yince

Sayin', «Hugh the Graham, he maun ging doon»

«Gae lowse my right hand free,» he said

«And pit my brand intae the same

There’s nane in Carlisle toon the day

Daur tell the tale on Hughie Graham»

And they hae brocht a coort tae sit

Mangst a' their best nobility

Fifteen o' them cried aw at yince

«Sir Hugh the Graham, he noo maun dee»

They’ve taen him up tae the gallows hill

And he lookit up at the gallows tree

Yet ne’er did color leave his cheek

Nor did he even blink his ee

«And ye may gie tae ma brither John

My sword that’s bent wi' the metal clear

And bid him come at twelve o’clock

Tae see me pay the bishop’s mere

Ye may gie tae my brither James

My sword that’s bent wi' the metal broon

And bid him come at two o’clock

Tae see his brither Hugh cut doon

And ye may tell tae my kith and kin

I never did disgrace their blood

And if they see the bishop’s cloak

Tae mak it shorter by the hood"

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