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| Loch Leven |
| The Abdication Mary's forced tae abdicate, in favour o' her son, jist ane year old In a dungeon oan Loch Leven, where it wis damp, an' it wis cold Wi' the help o' yon young Douglas, she escaped tae fight again At Langside, jist ootside Glesga, she amassed six thoosan' men The battle wis a gory one, an' the bloody Earl o' Moray won Chasin' Mary's men right doon tae Solway Bay No' afraid o' anyone, an' against the advice o' everyone She who turns an' runs away, lives tae fight anither day Dressed discretely as a wee fishwife Sailin' o'er the bay tae a bright new life Wrapped up snuggly in a tartan shawl Spendin' the night at Workin'ton Hall Mary wis hopin' that her big cousin Lizzy Would help her get o'er this bit o' a tizzy Insteed, skinny Lizzy rang a loud death knell An' condemned oor Mary tae nineteen years o' hell |