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ROGER of COVERLY.
BOLD Britons with courage advance
upon this present occasion;
Revenge your wrongs on proud France,
who threatens you with an invasion.
They say forty thousand they'll land,
and put all the world in wonder,
But, while the Royal Scots are at hand,
we’ll make Monsieur to knock under.
CHORUS.
Then Monsieur come if you dare,
I’ll warrand we’ll handle you cleverly,
And show you what Royal Scots are,
By a dance call’d Roger of Coverly.
Young Roger has left off his plough,
and now he is ploughing the ocean,
And Johnny’s a gentleman now,
a soldier in the height of promotion.
His sword for his flail now he’s worn,
who every day was a threshing,
But instead of his threshing of corn,
the French he's cutting and slashing.
Then Monsieur come if you dare, &c.
The Royal Scots they are as good,
as ever was belted in leather,
For their king and their country they stood,
