I wish I were in Dublin or some other seaport town I'd set my foot on a steamboat and sail the ocean 'round Sailing 'round the ocean, sailing 'round the sea I think of handsome Molly wherever she may be I am a beggarman and a beggin' I have been For three score or more on this lil' isle of green I'm known from the Liffy on down to Segu And I'm known by the name of Little Johnny Doo Of all the trades a-goin' sure a-beggin' is the best When a man gets tired he can lay his head to rest He can beg for his supper when there's nothing else to do Or go sit 'round the corner in his ol' rigadoo We slept one night in a barn in Clairebon We went naked all night and slept until the dawn Holes in the roof and the rain a-pourin' through And the cats and the rats they were a-playin peek-a-boo Who should awaken but the woman of the house In a white spotted apron and a calico blouse She began to frighten and I said "Boo!" "Don't be afraid ma'am, it's only Johnny Doo!" Over the fields with a pack on my back Over the hills with a creak in me sack Holes in my shoes and my toes peekin' through Singing "Shinkle and a wrinkle it's only Johnny Doo!" Well, it's getting late at night and it's time to go to bed And the fire's all out and whoops goes the light Now you know the story of the old rigadoo So good night and God be with you says Little Johnny Doo.
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