The laird o' Cockpen (Francis Melville)

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  • (Posted 2018-07-22)  CPDL #50616:     
Editor: Francis Melville (submitted 2018-07-22).   Score information: A4, 5 pages, 98 kB   Copyright: Personal
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General Information

Title: The laird o' Cockpen
Composer: Francis Melville
Lyricist: Lady Nairnecreate page

Number of voices: 4vv   Voicing: SATB
Genre: SecularFolksong

Language: English
Instruments: A cappella

First published:
Description: Tune: Air. When she cam ben she bobbit

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Original text and translations

English.png English text

The laird o' Cockpen, he's proud an' he's great,
His mind is ta'en up wi' the things o' the State;
He wanted a wife, his braw house to keep,
But favour wi' wooin' was fashious to seek.

Down by the dyke-side a lady did dwell,
At his table head he thocht she'd look well,
M’Leish's ae dochter o' Clavers-ha' Lea,
A penniless lass wi' a lang pedigree.

His wig was weel pouther'd and as gude as new,
His waistcoat was white, his coat it was blue;
He put on a ring, a sword, and cock'd hat,
And wha could refuse the laird wi' a' that?

He took the grey mare, and rade cannily,
And rapp'd at the yett o' Clavers-ha' Lea;
‘Gae tell Mistress Jean to come speedily ben, -
She's wanted to speak to the laird o' Cockpen.’

Mistress Jean she was makin' the elderflower wine;
‘An' what brings the laird at sic a like time?’
She put aff her apron, and on her silk goun,
Her mutch wi' red ribbons, and gaed awa' doun.

An' when she cam' ben, he bowed fu' low,
An' what was his errand he soon let her know;
Amazed was the laird when the lady said ‘Na’,
And wi' a laigh curtsie she turned awa'.

Dumfounder'd was he, nae sigh did he gie,
He mounted his mare - he rade cannily;
An' aften he thought, as he gaed through the glen,
She's daft to refuse the laird o' Cockpen.