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Thread #62844   Message #1017000
Posted By: Jon W.
11-Sep-03 - 12:03 PM
Thread Name: Lyr Add: Johnny of Brady's Lee
Subject: Lyr Add: JOHNNY OF BRADY'S LEA and ...O'BRAIDSLEE
Lyrics for Johnny of Brady's Lee (2 versions)

JOHNNY OF BRADY'S LEA

Oh, Johnny rose on a May morning, called for water to wash his hands,
Says "Bring to me my two grey dogs, lay bound in iron bands."

When Johnny's mother she heard of this, she wrung her hands full sore,
Says "Johnny, for your venison to the green woods do not go."

"For there are seven foresters in Estlemont, and this you know full well,
For one small drop of your heart's blood they would ride to the gates of Hell."

"Oh, there's many men are my friends, Mother, Though many more are my foe.
And betide me well or betide me ill, A-hunting I will go."

So Johnny has taken his good bent bow, his arrows one by one,
And he's away to Mony Musk for to bring the dun deer down.

Oh, Johnny shot and the dun deer lept, he's wounded her in the side.
And between the water and the woods, the two dogs laid her pride.

And they ate so much of the venison, they drank so much of the blood,
That Johnny and his two grey dogs fell asleep as if they had been dead.

And by there came a sly old man, a sly old man was he,
And he's away to Estlemont for to tell on young Johnny.

"As I came in by Mony Musk, and down among yon scroggs,
It was there I spied the bonniest dude lying sleeping between two dogs."

"And the buttons that were on his coat were of the gold so good,
And the two grey dogs that he lay between, their mouths they were died
with blood."

And up and spoke the first forester, he was headsman over them all,
"Can this be Johnny of Brady's Lea? Unto him we will crawl."

And the very first shot that the foresters fired, it wounded him in the thigh,
And the very next shot that the foresters fired, his heart's blood blinded
his eye.

Then up woke Johnny from out of his sleep, an angry man was he.
He says "The wildest wolf in all this wood would not have done so by me."

And he's leaned his back against an oak, his foot against a stone,
And he has fired on the seven foresters, he's killed them all but one.

And he's broken seven of this man's ribs, his arm and his collarbone,
And he has set him on to his horse, to bring the tidings home.

Johnny's good bent bow is broke, and his two grey dogs are slain,
And his body lies in Mony Musk, and his hunting days are done.

From the album "The Woman I Loved So Well" by Planxty


JOHNNY O'BRAIDSLEE

Johnny rose on a May mornin called for watter to wash his hauns
and he called for his twa grey hunds to be bound in iron chains, chains
to be bound in iron chains

Johnny shot, the dun deer lapt, she was wounded in the side
and between the water and the woods the greyhound laid her pride, pride,
the greyhounds laid her pride

Now Johnny ate the venison and the dogs drank o' the bluid,
and they a' laid down and fell asleep, asleep as they'd been deid, deid,
asleep as i' they'd been deid

An by there cam a silly old man and a silly old man was he
And he's awa' tae the king's foresters for ta tell on young Johnny-ee
For ta tell on young Johnny

Johnny shot six o' them, and the seventh he wounded sore,
and he swung his houk o'er his horse back and he swore that he would hunt more, more,
and he swore that he would hunt more.

Now Johnny's guid bent bow is broke, and his twa grey hunds are slain,
His body lies in Mony Musk and his huntin days are deen, deen,
and his huntin days are deen.

From "25 Scottish Favorites" (Cassette)
Singer Unknown