Lock The Door Lariston - The Corries

Lock the door Lariston

Lion O' Liddesdale

Lock the door Lariston

Lowther comes on

The Armstrongs are flyin'

The widows are cryin'

Castletown is burnin' and Oliver is gone

Lock the door Lariston

High on the weather gleams

See how the Saxon plumes

They bon on the sky

Yeoman and carbinere (cavalryman and rifleman)

Billman and halberdiere (axeman and spearman)

Fierce is the battle and far is the cry

Bewcastle brandishes his broad scimitar

Ridley is riding his fleet-footed grey

Hidley and Howard there

Wandel O' Windermere

Lock the door Lariston

Hold them at bay

Why dae ye smile noble Elliot O’Lariston (do you)

Why does the joy candle gleem in your eye?

You hold border ranger

Beware o' your danger

Your foes are relentless

Determined and nigh

I hae Mangerton and Ogilvie (have)

Raeburn and Netherby

Old Sym O’Whitram and a' his array (all)

Come all NorthumberlandTeesdale and Cumberland

Here at the Brechin Tower

End the affray

See how they wane the proud file 'o the Windermere (decrease)

Howard a woe tae yer hopes o' the day (to your hopes of)

Hear the rude welkin' rend (sky torn)

While the Scots' shouts ascend

Elliot O’Lasriston!

Elliot for aye!

(always/ever)