Johnny awoke on a May morning, called for water to wash his hands,
And he called for his twa greyhounds who were bound in iron chains,
Were bound in iron chains.
Johnny rode his great grey mare and the hounds before him go,
And they're away to the great greenwood for to hunt the red-tailed doe,
To hunt the red-tailed doe.
Johnny shot the dandy dear, she was wounded in the side,
And between the waters and the wood, the greyhounds laid their pride,
The greyhounds laid their pride.
Johnny ate the venison, and the dogs on cull did feed,
And they all lay doon and fell asleep, asleep as they'd been deed,
Asleep as they'd been deed.
Then by there came a silly old man, and a silly old man was he,
And he's away to the King's foresters for to tell on young Johnny,
To tell on young Johnny.
Seven men they heard him out, and away then they did ride,
And they come to Johnny on a lane, and they shot him in the side,
They shot him in the side.
Johnny shot six of them, and the seventh he wounded sore,
And he threw his leg o'er his horse's back, and he swore he would hunt more
He swore he would hunt more.
Johnny rode his great grey mare to a thicket in the wood,
But he left behind a blood-red trail, and they shot him where he stood
They shot him where he stood.
Now Johnny's great big bow is broke, and his twa greyhounds are slain,
His body lies in Monny Musk, and his hunting days are dane,
His hunting days are dane.
Arrangement: Linda King
Vocals: All
Electric Piano: Linda King
Bass: Sean Morse