_The other copy in Buchan’s MSS_, II, 414, _is only the foregoing a little retouched or regulated_. _It has throughout_ Gallolee _for_ Gallio. _The first line of the burden is_, Sing, Low, the Lowlands low. 4^1. where stood he. 6^3. could dee. 10^1. give to me my fee. =f.= 1 I spied a ship, and a ship was she, Sing, Oh, the low and the Lowlands low And she was called the Turkish Galley, She was sailing in the Lowlands, low, low, low, She was sailing in the Lowlands low. 2 ‘Master, master, what wud ye gie me Gin I wud sink yon Turkish galley? She’s sailing, etc.’ 3 ‘I’ll gie you gold, I’ll gie you fee, Gin ye wud sink yon Turkish galley, That is sailing,’ etc. 4 He bent his breast, and awa swam he, Till he cam to yon Turkish galley, That’s sailing, etc. 5 He had an instrument, made for the use, He bored nine holes in her water-sluice, Left her sinking, etc. 6 Some took their hats, and some took their caps, All for to stop her watery leaks. She was sinking, etc. 7 They took him up by their ship-side, They sewed him in an auld cow’s-hide, Left him sinking, etc. _Motherwell sent this copy to C. K. Sharpe in a letter dated October 8, 1825, in which he says_: I also send rather a curious song, which perchance you may have seen, entitled ‘The Turkish Galley,’ the air of which pleased me much. But as I learn there are two other different sets of the words more complete than my copy, and with different airs, I shall defer sending the musick till I can send also that which belongs to the other copies. =g.= 1 There was a ship of the North Countrie, And the name of the ship was The Golden Trinitie. She was sailing in the Lowlands low, low, low, She was sailing in the Lowlands low. 2 . . . . . . . . . . And the name of the ship was The Turkish Gallee, And she was sailing in the Lowlands low, low, low, She was sailing, etc. 3 ‘O captain, O captain,’ said the young cabin-boy, ‘What will you give me if yon ship I do destroy? And sink her in,’ etc. 4 ‘I’ll give you gold, and I’ll give you fee, And my eldest daughter your wedded wife shall be, If you sink her in,’ etc. 5 The boy bent his bow, and away swam he, Until that he came to the Turkish gallee. She was sailing in, etc. 6 The boy had an auger, right fitted for the use, And into her bottom he bored a watery sluice. She is sinking in, etc. 7 The boy bent his bow, and back swam he, Until that he came to the Golden Trinitie. She is sailing in, etc. 8 ‘O captain, O captain, take me on board, And O be as good, as good as your word, For I’ve sunk her in the Lowlands low, low, low, I’ve sunk,’ etc.