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Johnny arose on a May morning

Called for water to wash his hands

'Come loose to me my twa gray hounds

Lying bound in iron bands, bands

That lie bound in iron bands'

And when Johnny’s mother she heard of this

Her hands in dule she wrang

'Johnny for your venison

Tae the greenwood dinnae gang, gang

Tae the greenwood dinnae gang'

'Oh we have plenty of the white bread

And of the good red wine

Johnny for your venison

Tae the greenwood dinnae gang, gang

Tae the greenwood dinnae gang'

Ah but Johnny has bre’kit his good bent bow

His arrows one by one

He is on to the gay greenwood

For to bring the dun deer down, down

For to bring the dun deer down

And as they gae’d down by Merrymoss

Down among yon scroggs

There they spied the dun deer lie

At the back of a bush o' broom, broom

At the back of a bush o' broom

Now Johnny shot and the dun deer lap

He wounded her in the side

Between the water and the wood

Oh the gray hounds laid her pride, pride

Oh, the gray hounds laid her pride

And they ate so much of the good venison

And drank so much of the blood

Johnny and his twa gray hounds

Lay asleep as they’d been dead, dead

Lay asleep as they’d been dead

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And on come this silly old man

And an ill death may he d’e

He’s on to the Seven Foresters

For to tell what he did see, see

For to tell what he did see

'Oh as a come down by Merrymoss

Down among yon scroggs

The bonniest lad that e’re I saw

Lay asleep between twa dogs, dogs

Lay asleep between twa dogs'

'And the coat he wore upon his back

Was of the Lincoln twine

The stock he wore about his neck

It was fur and precious stone, stone

It was fur and precious stone'

'And the buttons he wore upon his vest

Were of the gold so good

And the twa gray hounds he lay between

Ah their mouths all red with blood, blood

Aye, their mouths all red with blood!'

And then out spoke the First Forester

An angry man was he

'If this be Johnny O’Bredislee

My faith, we’ll gar him d’e, d’e

Ah my faith, we’ll gar him d’e'

And then out spoke the Second Forester

His sister’s son was he

'If this be Johnny O’Bredislee

We’d better let him be, be

Oh, we’d better let him be'

And then out spoke the Seventh Forester

Lord among them all

'If this be Johnny O’Bredislee

We’ll gang and gar him fall, fall

Aye, we’ll gang and gar him fall!'

And the first shot that the Foresters fired

It wounded him in the knee

And the second shot that the Foresters fired

Oh the red blood blinded his e’e, e’e

Oh, the red blood blinded his e’e

And then Johnny woke from out his sleep

An angry man was he

'Ah you couldn’t roused me from my dream

Ere the red blood blinded my e’e, e’e

Ere, the red blood blinded my e’e'

'But if my bow break true as it used to do

My courage don’na fail

I’ll mak' ya dearly rue the day

That ya come to the Dinsdale Hill, Hill

That ya come to the Dinsdale Hill

And he set his back against an oak

His foot against a thorn

He’s shot the Seven Foresters

He’s shot them all and one, one

Aye, he’s killed them all and one!

Johnny’s good bent bow is broke

His twa gray hounds lie slain

Johnny sleeps in Merrymoss

And his hunting days are done, done

Aye, his hunting days are done

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