Once while making a tour in haste
To view all the sights so fair
By the northern isles I was bound
Like a deer being pursued by hounds

Said the people who stood by the bay
When I arrived on the pier
"It shows from the grief on your face
You're a man who is haunted by fear"

A handsome young girl I met
Whose sharp words cut me to the core
"If you're the one who has harmed a young maid
Your actions I do deplore

On the mainland I saw a young man
Who was fleeing barefooted in awe
I'm thinking that you're the young man
That is closely pursued by law"

I answered this pretty young maid
As she seemed to take heed of my tale
"Stop now from speaking in jest
I'm not one of the type you claim

But come and sit closer to me
And act just the same as I
Or I'll go straight and leave you in grief
And reach the mainland with one leap"

Our talk became lonely and sad
And this young maiden said to me
"Where could a strong glass be had
That would rid us of all our woes?"

"There's an alehouse alongside the road
Where there's always a glass to spare
You go now and rap on the board
And it won't cost you the fare"

The drink flowed freely galore
Was the popular brew in the land
And if I drank O'Donnell's Gallon
My store would be taken in hand