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This eased their trouble,
Their steps they did double,
And said if they'd get me they’d break all my bones,
They said if they’d get me,
A prisoner they’d make me,
Transmit me to Onag, and hang me in Tyrone.
There was a water nigh us,
Where vessels were lying,
And all the whole story to them we made known,
They threw a plank to us,
And on board they drew us,
And told us their vessel was bound to Tyrone.
Then my love lay a dying,
Lamenting and crying,
I offer’d her a cordial which I brought from home,
But with quick apprehension,
She quickly rejected.
I’ll be doing without it till I come to Tyrone.
When we arrived
In our native country,
I all the whole case to my father made known,
Five hundred pounds he gave us,
If that will not do us,
He’ll crown us with glory in the county of Tyrone.
These two live together,
In joy and great pleasure,
If you want to see them you must go to Tyrone,
My love’s name to finish,
Is Miss Jeany Innes,
And myself bold M‘Ginnes from the county of Tyrone.
Glasgow, Printed by J.& M. Robertson, Saltmarket, 1802.
