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He did the Scottish kirk betray,
And all privileges sold
For pleasure here and love of gold;
He fill'd he land with perjury,
And all sorts of iniquity;
And did the force f Scotland lead
To persecute the woman s seed.
⟨Judas⟩ who did his master sell
And afterwards went down to hell,
Had no more mi chief in his mind,
Than Sharp this noble friend of mine.
A paction past twixt him and me
That I from skaith should keep him free;
I gave him sorcery gainst lead
That shooting should not be his dead,
And yet this did not him secure,
He lost his life on Magu-muir;
There some stout-hearted men in Fyfe,
With swords of steel did take his life;
And very justly did him kill
'Cause he their brethren s blood did spill.
So to this place he did descend.
But after him Lag did contend
For my kingdom many a day:
But now, alas! he's ta en away.
What shall I say? for time would sail,
To tell you of brave Lauderdale.
A great apostate he did prove,
Because with Balaam he did love
The wages of iniquity
To keep him in prosperity;
That his beastly belly might
Have Epicurean delght;
To spend his time in carnal pleasure,
Which he esteem'd above all treasure
