9 Up spak Johnie's ae best man,
That stood by Johnie's knie:
Ye'll get twenty four o my best men,
To bear ye companie.
10 When Johnie was in his saddle set,
A pleasant sicht to see,
There was na ae married man
In Johnie's companie.
11 The first toun that he cam till,
He made the mass be sung;
The niest toun that he cam till,
He made the bells be rung.
12 When he cam to fair London,
He made the drums gae round;
The king and his nobles aw
They marvelld at the sound.
13 'Is this the Duke of Winesberry,
Or James, the Scotish king?
Or is it a young gentleman,
That wants for to be in?'
14 'It's na the Duke of Winesberry,
Nor James, the Scotish king;
But it is a young gentleman,
Buneftan is his name.'
15 Up spak the king himsel,
An angry man was he:
The morn eer I eat or drink
Hie hangit sall he be.
16 Up spak Johnie's ae best man,
That stood by Johnie's knie:
Afore our master he be slain
We'll aw fecht till we die.
17 Up spak the king himsel,
And up spak he:
I have an Italian in my court
That will fecht ye manifullie.
18 'If ye hae an Italian in your court,
Fu fain wad I him see;
If ye hae an Italian in your court,
Ye may bring him here to me.'