BHAVE Anderson went to the toon, 



Wi' his .cronies a' in clusters ; 

 Bont pistils, gnns, and twa lang swords, 



Baith double cut and thrusters, 

 What ails ye noo, Frank Maffen said, 



Are ye gaun ta shoot some f ewil, 

 ! no lad, no, I'm a hero, 



I'm gann ta f eycht a Duel. 



Chorus. 



It's riae use tryin' to hand me noo, 



111 kill that ootbye huel ; 

 Just beyde off me, I'll let ye see, 



I'm gaun to'feycht a Duel. 



I'm gannin West to North Teyne heed, 



Wul ye gan wi'' me my mannie ; 

 I'll shoot that chiel o' Plashetts deed, 



Him the weyld herds ca' Wanny. 

 ! hand yer han', then Westgarth cried, 



An' dinna be sae cruel ; 

 Ye 11 dae nae guid to spill his bind, 



! dinna f eycht a Duel. 



