JOHNNY, I HARDLY KNOW YA

Zwrotka 1

While goin' the road to sweet Athy, hurroo, hurroo

While goin' the road to sweet Athy, hurroo, hurroo

While goin' the road to sweet Athy

A stick in me hand and a drop in me eye

A doleful damsel I heard cry,

Johnny I hardly knew ya.

   ith your guns and drums and drums and guns, hurroo, hurroo

With your guns and drums and drums and guns, hurroo, hurroo

With your guns and drums and drums and guns

The enemy nearly slew ya

Oh my darling dear, Ye look so queer

Johnny I hardly knew ya.

Where are the eyes that were so mild...

When my poor heart you first beguiled

Oh, why did ye ever leave me and the child

Johnny I hardly knew ya.

Where are the legs with which you run...

When first you went to carry a gun

Indeed your dancing days are done

Johnny I hardly knew ya.

You haven't an arm and you haven't a leg...

You're an eyeless, noseless, chickenless egg;

You'll have to be put with a bowl to beg:

Johnny I hardly knew ya.

I'm happy for to see ye home...

All from the island of Ceylon;

So low in the flesh, so high in the bone

Johnny I hardly knew ya.

It grieved my heart to see you sail...

Though from my heart you took leg-bail;

Like a cod you're doubled up head and tail,

Johnny I hardly knew ya.

But sad it is to see you so...

And to think of you now as an object of woe,

Your Peggy'll still keep you on as her beau;

Johnny I hardly knew ya.

They're rolling out the guns again...

Searching for strong young Irishmen

But they never will take our sons again

Johnny I swear it to ya.

   ith your guns and drums and drums and guns, hurroo, hurroo

With your guns and drums and drums and guns, hurroo, hurroo

With your guns and drums and drums and guns

The enemy nearly slew ya

And they never will take our sons again

Johnny I swear it to ya.