Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Jock of Hazeldean, artist - Barbara Dickson. Date of issue: 31.12.1993
Song language: English
Jock of Hazeldean |
| Why weep ye by the tide, Lady |
| Why weep ye by the tide? |
| I’ll wed ye to my youngest son |
| And ye shall be his bride |
| And ye shall be his bride, Lady |
| Se comely to be seen |
| By ay she’s let the tears down fa' |
| For Jock of Hazeldean |
| Noo let this wilfu' grief be done |
| And dry that cheek so pale |
| Young Frank is chief or Errington |
| And lord of Langley-dale |
| His step is first in peaceful ha' |
| His sword in battle keen |
| But ay she’s let the tears down fa' |
| For Jock of Hazeldean |
| A chain o' gowd ye shall na lack |
| Nor braid to bind your hair |
| Not mettled hound, nor managed hawk |
| Nor palfrey fresh and fair |
| And ye the fairest o' them a' |
| Shall ride our forest queen |
| But ay she’s let the tears down fa' |
| For Jock of Hazeldean |