The Witches

johny sooter our old friend, was chasing witches once again, in the night they fly around, flying fast without a sound, with his horse johny said, ye old witches will soon be dead, while he drinks spirits in the night, he,s in for an offal fright, the witches came, and chased him away, garbed old neds little tail, johnys hores galloped as fast as it can, the witches chasing john with a wand in there hand, to the bridge johny head, over the water where he will be safe, no witch can pass over water he thought, he was wrong as they cross the doc, poor wee john turned white hair, never again will he chase nae mare, to the pub johny ran, says to rabbie about his first hand, oor wee rabbie said thats right, poor wee john, that got a fright, rabbie said no witches there, i gather johnys been on the beer, john lay on the bar, never again will john do that, the witches are so strong and tuff, john decides that,s enough, from witches den they dance all night, and laugh away at oor johns fright,,,