It fell aboot the Lammas tide when muir men win their hay The doughty Douglas bound him ride to England to catch a prey He's ta'en the Gordons and the Graemes and the Lindsays light and gay But the Jardines would not wi' him ride, they rue it tae this day.
And he has burnt the dales o' Tyne and hairried Bambroughshire The Otterdale he's burnt it hale and set it a' on fire And he's rade up to Newcastle, and rode it roond aboot Sayin' “Wha's the laird o' this castle, and wha's the lady o't?”
Then up spake proud Lord Percy then, and o but he spak high “I am the lord o' this castle, my wife's the lady gay.” “If thou'rt the lord o' this castle, sae weel it pleases me For e'er I cross the Border fells, the tane o' us shall die.”
They lichted high on Otterburn, upon the bent sae broon They lichted high on Otterburn and threw their broadswords doon. But up there spoke a bonnie boy, before the break o' dawn: Sayin' “Wake ye now, my good lords a', Lord Percy's near at hand."
When Percy wi' the Douglas met, I wat he was fu' fain They swappit swords, and sair they swat, the blood ran doon between But Percy wi' his good broadsword that could sae sharply wound Has wounded Douglas on the brow, till he fell tae the ground.
“Oh, bury me neath the bracken bush that grows by yonder brier Let never a living mortal ken that Douglas he lies here.” They've lifted up that noble lord wi' the saut tear in their e'e They've buried him neath the bracken bush that his merry men might not see.
When Percy wi' Montgomery met, that either of other were fain They swappit swords, and sair they swat, the blood ran doon like rain This deed was done at Otterburn before the break of day Earl Douglas was buried at the bracken bush, and Percy led captive away.Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
