And both so bloody at the time,
Over the moss came ten yeomen so tall,
All for to take brave Hughie the Graeme.

Then they hae grippit Hughie the Graeme,
And brought him up through Carlisle town;
The lasses and lads stood on the walls,
Crying, "Hughie the Graeme, thou'se ne'er gae down!"

Then hae they chosen a jury of men,
The best that were in Carlisle[A] town;
And twelve of them cried out at once,
"Hughie the Graeme, thou must gae down!"

Then up bespake him gude Lord Hume,[B]
As he sat by the judge's knee,--
"Twentie white owsen, my gude lord,
"If you'll grant Hughie the Graeme to me."

"O no, O no, my gude Lord Hume!
"For sooth and sae it manna be;
"For, were there but three Graemes of the name,
"They suld be hanged a' for me."

'Twas up and spake the gude Lady Hume,
As she sate by the judge's knee,--
A peck of white pennies, my gude lord judge,
"If you'll grant Hughie the Graeme to me."

"O no, O no, my gude Lady Hume!