Sir Johnnie Cope trod the North right far
Yet ne'er a rebel he came n'ar;
Until he landed at Dunbar
Right early in a morning

Hey Johnnie Cope are ye wauking yet
Or are ye sleeping, I wou'd wit
Make haste and get up, for the drums do beat
O fie, Cope rise in the morning!

Cope wrote a challenge from Dunbar
Come meet me, Charlie, if you dare
If it be not by the chance of war
I'll gi'e you a mеrry morning

Hey Johnnie Cope arе ye wauking yet
Or are ye sleeping, I wou'd wit
Make haste and get up, for the drums do beat
O fie, Cope rise in the morning!

When Charlie look'd the letter on
He drew his sword the scabbard from:
"So heav'n restore me to my own
I'll meet you, Cope, in the morning."

Hey Johnnie Cope are ye wauking yet
Or are ye sleeping, I wou'd wit
Make haste and get up, for the drums do beat
O fie, Cope rise in the morning!
When Johnnie Cope got word o'this
He thought it wouldna be amiss
To hae a horse in readiness
Whate'er might hap in the morning

Hey Johnnie Cope are ye wauking yet
Or are ye sleeping, I wou'd wit
Make haste and get up, for the drums do beat
O fie, Cope rise in the morning!

But when he saw the Higland lads
Wi' tartan trews and white cockades
Wi' swords and guns, and rungs, and gauds
He gallop'd off in the morning

Hey Johnnie Cope are ye wauking yet
Or are ye sleeping, I wou'd wit
Make haste and get up, for the drums do beat
O fie, Cope rise in the morning!