Morrisons are gone awa'
To the Haut Saint François
Their son Donald is in the west
Riding shooting
Doing what he does best
Came back with money
In his hand
He built a farm
On his new bought land
But the rich man came
And the rich man play
And took the Morrison farm away

CHORUS
Run through the bushes
Hide in the ditches
Another midnight flight
I've been running all night
Over hill
Through the glen
To Stornoway
And back again
Over hill
Through the glen
To Scotstown, Bury
And back again

A bounty hunter in
Main street Megantic
Warren Spots Morrison
People are getting frantic
Pulls back the trench coat
He's got a gun
Donald draws first
And the battle is won
Bang bang two shots fired
His eyes wide open expression dire
As the yank goes down
Donald looks around
And he knows that the law is coming to town

CHORUS
Run through the ditches
Hide in the bushes
Breakfast with Wee Mairi
Police are following me
Tea and scones
With MacIvers at five
Supper in the attic at MacPhersons
Move through darkness to stay alive

Morrisons are gone awa'
To the Haut Saint François
Their son Donald is in the west
Riding shooting
Doing what he does best
Came back with money
In his hand
He built a farm
On his new bought land
But the law man came
And the law man say
We're going to have to lock Morrison away