Corries Lock The Door Lariston
Lock the door Lariston Lion O' Liddesdale Lock the door Lariston Lowther comes on The Armstrongs are flyin' The widows are cryin' Castletown is burnin' and Oliver is gone Lock the door Lariston High on the weather gleams See how the Saxon plumes They bon on the sky Yeoman and carbinere (cavalryman and rifleman) Billman and halberdiere (axeman and spearman) Fierce is the battle and far is the cry Bewcastle brandishes his broad scimitar Ridley is riding his fleet-footed grey Hidley and Howard there Wandel O' Windermere Lock the door Lariston Hold them at bay Why dae ye smile noble Elliot O'Lariston (do you) Why does the joy candle gleem in your eye? You hold border ranger Beware o' your danger Your foes are relentless Determined and nigh I hae Mangerton and Ogilvie (have)Raeburn and NetherbyOld Sym O'Whitram and a' his array (all)Come all NorthumberlandTeesdale and CumberlandHere at the Brechin TowerEnd the affray See how they wane the proud file 'o the Windermere (wind) Howard a woe tae yer hopes o' the day (to your hopes of) Hear the rude welkin' rend (withering) While the Scots' shouts ascend Elliot O'Lasriston! Elliot for aye! (always/ever)