| Come all you border ratters and listen to my song
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| The story has been told before and i’ll not detain you long
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| It’s a tale of Johnnie Armstrong and the King who did betray
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| A man of trust and honesty, his cattle taken by the enemy
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| But they hung him from the gallow tree Johnnie Armstrong’s gone away
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| A some called him a reaver and there are those who say
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| That all down through new castle, blackmail to Johnnie paid
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| From the tower at Gilnockie to the shadowlands below
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| Blowed the outlaw royalty with honour and integrity
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| But they hung him from the gallow tree Johnnie Armstrong’s gone away
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| A plan relayed with whispers to bring poor Johnnie down
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| A gathering at carlon rigg, with the northern crown
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| Then the message was delivered, John you must come today
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| The king said Johnnie come to me, your safety i will guarantee
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| But they hung him from the gallows tree Johnnie Armstrong’s gone away
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| And with eight hundred ratters, his men they did surround
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| But with five and thirty he lost the upper ground
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| No bargain then was offered no bargain then was made
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| Johnnie offered whites twenty three, gold, black, meal, property
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| But they hung him from the gallows tree Johnnie Armstrong’s gone away
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| Kings don’t need competition from broken men like you
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| The English Queen is nervous, so your even days are through
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| The sentence was delivered, with death he had to pay
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| The rope returned his liberty, from Earthly troubles set him free
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| But they hung him from the gallows tree Johnnie Armstrong’s gone away
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| Johnnie Armstrong’s gone away
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| Johnnie Armstrong’s gone away
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| Johnnie Armstrong’s gone away |