johnstone he was riding along fast as he could ride when he thought he heard a woman he heard a woman cry johnstone getting off his horse searching the woods all round when he came upon a woman with her hair bent to the ground woman dearest woman who brought you here for a span who had brought you here this morning with yer hair bent to the ground oh it were three bold and struggling men with swords gleaming on who that brought me here this morning with me hair pinned to the ground well johnstone being a man of his own being a man and bold he has taken off his overcoat to cover her from the cold johnstone getting on his horse the woman gets on behind they rode down that lonesome highway their fortune for to find they were riding all alone fastest they could ride when she threw her fingers to her lips and gave three shivering cries and out sprang three bold and struggling men with swords gleaming on uh that commanded johnstone commanded him to stand i ll all stop them said johnstone i ll stop then said he for i never was in all my life afraid of any three johnstone killing two of them not watching the woman behind while he was after the other one she stabbed him from behind day was free and a market day people all passing by could that saw awful murder could have seen poor johnstone die