Here goes nothing:

John Gaudie was a fine young man in Shetland, so it's told.
Many's the crowd in Lerwick town his fiddle and he did hold.
They've danced it up and they've danced it down as he fiddled the tunes around.
Of all the players in Shetland Isles, no better could be found.

CHORUS: When John broke the prison door,
The jailer hadn't seen his like before.
He ran back to the Levenwick shore
And wrote himself a tune.

John had his eye on a fair young girl that lived not far away.
His were not the only eyes, so the rumours say.
It happened down the Sandwick mines hewing the copper bed.
His rival dropped a hammer down which struck John on the head. CHORUS

It struck him such a fearful blow, weakening his mind.
Left him with his fiddling still, but a job he couldn't find.
For now he was prone to a fearful rage like the heat of the blazing sun.
He would warn friends nearby, "I find her coming on."

One day while in Lerwick town on Commercial Street,
Between the trance and the half napkin, he felt this terrible heat.
He was seized by many hands and locked in the tollbooth,
Under Sergeant Nicols' eye, his fury tried to soothe. CHORUS

Waking up on the prison floor, his temper got much worse.
Kicking and stamping behind the door, he began to swear and curse.
Pushing then with all his strength, the door at last gave way.
He ran and ran across the fields. At home he meant to stay.

Hope this helps.

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