763/1000 - Spriguns Of Tolgus - Flodden Field (1975)
Cambridge, UK

09.09.1513

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King Jamie he has made a vow,
And keep it well if he may!
That he will be in London town
Upon Saint James’s day.

The up spoke good Queen Margaret,
The tears fell from her eyes:
“Leave off these wars, most noble king,
Keep your fidelitie.

“The water it runs swift and deep,
From bottom unto the brim;
King Henry hath men good enough;
And England hard to win.”

“Away,” quoth he, “with this silly fool!
In prison fast let her lie:
For she is come of the English blood,
And for these words shall die.”

Then up spoke good Sir Thomas Howard,
The chamberlain that day:
“If you put our queen to death,
Scotland will rue it away.”

Then cried King Jamie in a rage,
“Away with this foolish man!
He shall be hanged, and the queen be burned,
As soon as I come home.”

At Flodden Field the Scots came in,
Which made the English fain;
At Branxton Green the battle was seen,
And there King Jamie was slain.

Jack with a feather was lapt all in leather,
His boasting was all in vain;
He had such a chance, with a new Morris dance,
That he never came home again.

To tell you plain, twelve thousand were slain
That to the fight did stand,
And many prisoners took that day,
The best in all Scotland.

That day made many a fatherless child,
And many a widow poor,
And many a Scottish gay lady
Sat weeping in her bower.

Jack with a feather was lapt all in leather,
His boasting was all in vain;
He had such a chance, with a new Morris dance,
That he never came home again.