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Though from my heart you look leg-bail; Like a cod you're doubled up head and tail. Och, Johnny, I hardly knew ye !
With drums, etc.
" You haven't an arm and you haven't a leg,
Hurroo ! hurroo ! You haven't an arm and you haven't a leg,
Hurroo ! hurroo ! You haven't an arm and you haven't a leg, You're an eyeless, noseless, chickenless egg; You'll have to be put wid a bowl to beg : Och, Johnny, I hardly knew ye !
With drums, etc.
" I'm happy for to see you home,
Hurroo! hurroo! I'm happy for to see you home,
Hurroo ! hurroo ! I'm happy for to see you home, All from the island of Sulloon, So low in flesh, so high in bone; Och, Johnny, I hardly knew ye !
With drums, etc.
" But sad as it is to see you so,
Hurroo ! hurroo! But sad as it is to see you so,
Hurroo ! hurroo ! But sad as it is to see you so, And to think of you now as an object of woe, Your Peggy'11 still keep ye on as her beau; Och, Johnny, I hardly knew ye! |
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