Johnny Ra'    Trad. Arr.  Johnstone.  
A light-hearted relatively contemporary song, learned from 
the venerable Wullie Scott. 

I'm Johnny Ra', I'm a canny soul, I was brocht up in the country. 
Nae doot ye maybe no' ken me weel, for I'm a' the way frae Fintry. 
Although I'm boozy, yet I'm fly; among the lassies I dae try, 
An' they laugh as shout when I gae by 
"I wish ye'r Granny saw ye!" 

Had my eye on a Lass for a gei' long time, she was a cairter's dochter. 
At last I thocht  I'd  make her mine, an'  a wedding-ring I bocht her. 
Said I "My lass just be sincere, name the day and be my dear!"
And she laughed as she whispered in my ear- 
"I wish ye'r Granny saw ye!" 

Ae night as I walked doon Arthur Street, A Lady said  "O' please Sir, 
Will ye hold my little Baby sweet, for I fear the crowd might squeeze her." 
I took the Bairn and I said I would (I like to do the ladies good), 
Then she laughed as she disappeared into the crowd, saying- 
"I wish ye'r Granny saw ye!" 

The people gathered round about, they smiled at my condition. 
When up came two big Polis-men stout,  an' they took me tae the Station. 
Tae laugh at me they all began, they said that I was a lucky man, 
Fur tae have a  bairn  brocht tae my hand- 
Och I wish ye'r Granny saw ye!" 

Before the Bailif  the next day, I made my simple statement. 
Of how the Lady ran away and left me w'i the infant. 
And then the Bailif  he did say, 
"You and the child maun go away- 
NEVER TRUST WHAT THE LADIES SAY!" 
Oh, "I wish ye'r Granny saw ye!"