A new Carol compiled by a burgess of Perth, to besung at Easter next 1641. which is the next great episcopal feast after Christmas:  
To be sung to the tune of gramercy good Scot.  

WHen Jock of broad Scotland went South to complain  
That, Prel●ts-& pickthanks this land had ou'rgane,  
He came unto Tweed, Heaven favoured him so,  
The waters soon fell, and so let him go,  
That without great trouble his foot came to land,  
Where Jack of fair England took Jock by the hand.   

Jack bade him beware there were knaves in the way,  
That would meet him and kill him, at least make a fray.  
But Jock went on with a bag full of blows,  
He had ay two for one, to give to his foes,  
With a club and a cudgel whom ever he found;  
Yet Jack of fair England took Jock by the hand.   

But Jock being weary he took him to rest,  
The winter being cold, where the fire was best.  
He sent his complaint, to him who commands,  
It was found to be just, with all his demands.  
How the prelate and pickthank had joined in a band;  
Yet Jack of fair England took Jock by the hand.   

They banded to put both the body and saul  
Of the poor Scot at home in a terrible thrall,  
By losing the bands of the Kirk and the State,  
Comforming to Rome their imperial seat,  
Where beast after beast hath still had command,  
Yet Jack of fair England hath took Jock by the hand.   

The Scot had a good and an honourable cause,  
For still he protested to live by the laws,  
And that made his courage both courteous and keen  
Although that his purse was sober and mean:  
By begging or stealing he sure could not stand;  
But Jack of fair England hath took Jock by the hand.   

Jack told him so long as his cause was so good,  
He should neither want money, nor fuel, nor food,  
Un 〈…〉 it were clearly●oth heard and discussed,  
And prelates and pickthanks both dung to the dust.  
Be merry good Scot, they shall both understand  
That Jack of fair England hath thee by the hand.   

When Jock did send home, he wrote it for news,  
That England warred Ireland in wearing of truce.  
For Ireland but wears them on their nether parts,  
But England on both their heads and their hearts.  
Let Scotland and Ireland praise God in a band,  
That Jack of fair England took Jock by the hand.   

And also he wrote, that made Scots to dance,  
That England for manners warred the kingdom of France  
For still they were giving, God knows what they got,  
Yet they said and they sang, grand mercy good Scot.  
French manners, an sword, and an idol we found,  
For purity and peace, Jack took Jock by the hand.   

Now good Scot return, thy prelates are gone  
As beasts to their dens; thy pickthanks each one  
Are all to the rout, and have quat their cause.  
Take them home with thyself, and after thy Laws  
Sit and judge the false traitors that joined in a band,  
For Jack of fair England hath thee by the hand.   

Come here good Scot as a friend when thou will,  
Go camp with thy friends in Ireland thy fill;  
Keep order at home, serve GOD and thy Prince,  
Thy Kirk and thy country are settled from hence:  
It shall be proclaimed through many a land,  
That Jack of fair England took Jock by the hand.   

When Jack of fair England hath to do with a man,  
Let Jock of broad Scotland advertised be then.  
For Jock shall be ready when Jack hath to do,  
With his club and his cudgel, and his wallet too.  
Till the whore be hunted by sea and by land,  
It's for God and the King, Jack & Jock joineth hand?   
FINIS.