No: 99; variant: 99B
- JOHNNY’S into England gane,
Three quarters of a year;
Johnny’s into England gane,
The king’s banner to bear.
- He had na been in England lang,
But and a little while,
Untill the king’s daughter
To Johnny gaes wi child.
- Word is to the kitchin gane,
And word is to the ha,
And word is to the king’s palace,
Amang the nobles a’.
- Word’s gane to the king’s palace,
The palace where she sat,
That his ae daughter gaes wi child
To Jock, the Little Scot.
- ‘If she be wi child,’ he says,
‘As I trow well she be,
I’ll put her into strang prison,
And hang her till she die.’
- But up and spak young Johnny,
And O he spake in time:
Is there never a bony boy here
Will rin my errand soon?
- That will gae to yon castle,
And look it round about?
And there he’ll see a fair lady,
The window looking out.
- Up then spak a bony boy,
And a bony boy was he:
I’ll run thy errand, Johnny, he said,
Untill the day I die.
- ‘Put on your gown o silk, madam,
And on your hand a glove,
And gang into the good green-wood,
To Johnny, your true-love.’
- ‘The fetters they are on my feet,
And O but they are cauld!
My bracelets they are sturdy steel,
Instead of beaten gold.
- ‘But I will write a lang letter,
And seal it tenderlie,
And I will send to my true-love,
Before that I do die.’
- The first look that Johnny lookd,
A loud laughter gae he;
But the next look that Johnny gae,
The tear blinded his ee.
- He says, I’ll into England gae,
Whatever may betide,
And a’ to seek a fair woman
That sud hae been my bride.
- But up and speaks his father,
And O he spak in time:
If that ye into England gae,
I’m feerd ye neer come hame.
- But up then speaks our gude Scotch king,
And a brisk young man was he:
He’s hae five hunder o my life-guard,
To bear him companie.
- When Johnny was on saddle set,
And seemly for to see,
There was not a married man
Into his companie.
- When Johnny sat on saddle-seat,
And seemly to behold,
The hair that hang on Johnny’s head
Was like the threads o gold.
- When he cam to . . .
He gard the bells a’ ring,
Untill the king and a’ his court
Did marvel at the thing.
- ‘Is this the brave Argyle,’ he said,
‘That’s landed and come hame?
Is this the brave Argyle,’ he said,
‘Or James, our Scottish king?’
- ‘It’s no the brave Argyle,’ they said,
‘That’s landed and come hame;
But it is a brave young Scottish knight,
McNaughtan is his name.’
- ‘If McNaughtan be his name,’ he says,
‘As I trow weel it be,
The fairest lady in a’ my court
Gangs wi child to thee.’
- ‘If that she be wi child,’ he says,
‘As I wat weel she be,
I’ll mak it lord o a’ my land,
And her my gay lady.’
- ‘I have a champion in my court
Will fight you a’ by three;’
But up then speaks a brisk young man,
And a brisk young man was he:
I will fight to my life’s end,
Before poor Johnny die.
- The king but and his nobles a’
Went out into the plain,
The queen but and her maidens a’,
To see young Johnny slain.
- The first wound that Johnny gae the champion
Was a deep wound and sair;
The next wound that he gae the champion,
He never spak mair.
- ‘A priest, a priest,’ young Johnny cries,
‘To wed me and my love;’
‘A clerk, a clerk,’ the king he cried,
‘To sign her tocher gude.’
- ‘I’ll hae nane o your goud,’ he says,
‘I’ll hae nane o your gear,
But a’ I want is my true-love,
For I hae bought her dear.’
- He took out a little goat-horn,
And blew baith loud and shill;
The victry’s into Scotland gane,
Tho sair against their will.