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IRISH SONGS AND LYRICS 391 |
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A stick in my hand and a drop in my eye, A doleful damsel I heard cry:
" Och, Johnny, I hardly knew ye !
With drums and guns, and guns and drums
The enemy nearly slew ye; My darling dear, you look so queer, Och, Johnny, I hardly knew ye !
" Where are your eyes that looked so mild?
Hurroo ! hurroo ! Where are your eyes that looked so mild ?
Hurroo ! hurroo ! Where are your eyes that looked so mild, When my poor heart you first beguiled ? Why did you run from me and the child ? Och, Johnny, I hardly knew ye !
With drums, etc.
" Where are the legs with which you run ?
Hurroo! hurroo ! Where are the legs with which you run ?
Hurroo ! hurroo ! Where are the legs with which you run When you went to carry a gun ? Indeed, your dancing days are done ! Och, Johnny, I hardly knew ye !
With drums, etc.
" It grieved my heart to see you sail,
Hurroo! hurroo ! It grieved my heart to see you sail,
Hurroo ! hurroo! It grieved my heart to see you sail, |
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