Poème épique sur le thème de la chasse, Ecosse. Traditionnel.
1. Johnny got up on a May mornin' Called for water to wash his hands Says "Gie loose tae me my twa grey dugs That lie in iron bands" 2. Johnny's mother she heard o' this Her hands for dool she wrang Sayin' "Johnny for your venison Tae the greenwood dinnae gang" 3. But Johnny has ta'en his guid bend bow His arrows one by one And he's awa' tae the greenwood gane Tae ding the dun deer doon 4. Noo Johnny shot and the dun deer leapt And he wounded her in the side And there between the water and the woods The grey hounds laid her pride 5. They ate so much o' the venison They drank so much o' the blood That Johnny and his twa grey dugs Fell asleep as though were deid 6. Then by there cam' a silly auld man An ill death may he dee For he's awa' tae Esslemont The foresters for tae see 7. As I cam' in by Monymusk Doon among yon scruggs Well there I spied the bonniest youth Lyin' sleepin' atween twa dugs 8. The buttons that were upon his sleeve Were o' the gowd sae guid And the twa grey hounds that he lay between Their mouths were dyed wi' blood 9. Then up and jumps the first forester He was captain o' them a' Sayin "If that be Johnny o' Braidislee Unto him we'll draw" 10. The first shot that the foresters fired It hit Johnny on the knee And the second shot that the foresters fired His heart's blood blint his e'e 11. Then up jumps Johnny fae oot o' his sleep And an angry man was he Sayin "Ye micht have woken me fae my sleep Ere my heart's blood blint my e'e" 12. But he's rested his back against an oak His fit upon a stane And he has fired at the seven o' them He's killed them a' but ane 13. He's broken four o' that one's ribs His airm and his collar bane And he has set him upon his horse Wi' the tidings sent him hame 14. But Johnny's guid bend bow is broke His twa grey dugs are slain And his body lies in Monymusk His huntin' days are dane