3 'When you come to yon palace,
You'l run it round about;
There you'l see a gay lady,
At the window looking out.
4 'Give hir this shirt of silk,
Hir own hand sewed the slive,
And bid her come to good green woods,
Spear no hir parents' leave.
5 'Give hir this shirt of silk, boy,
Hir own hand sewed the gare;
You'l bid her come to good green woods,
Love Johny, I'll meet hir there.'
6 When he came to yon palace,
He ran it round about,
And there he saw a gay lady,
At the window looking out.
7 'Take here this shirt of silk, lady,
Your own hand sewed the slive;
You're biden come to good green woods,
Spire no your parents' leave.
8 'Take here this shirt of silk, lady,
Your own hand sewed the gare;
You're biden come to good green woods,
Love Johny'll meet you there.'
9 'The staunchens they are strong, boy,
Dear, vow but they are stout!
My feet they are in strong fetters,
And how shall I win out?
10 'My garters is of the cold iron,
Dear, vow but they are cold!
And three splits of the sturdy steel,
Instead of beaten goold.
11 'But I will write a braud leter,
And sign it with my hand,
And I will send it to Love Johny,
Weel may he understand.'
12 And she has wrote [a] braud leter,
And signd it with hir hand,
And sent it on to Love Jony,
Weel did he understand.