Drums and Guns - Johnny I Hardly Knew Ya
While goin' the road to sweet Athy, hurroo, hurrooWhile goin' the road to sweet Athy, hurroo, hurrooWhile goin' the road to sweet AthyA stick in me hand and a drop in me eyeA doleful damsel I heard cry,Johnny I hardly knew ye.
With your guns and drums and drums and guns, hurroo, hurrooWith your guns and drums and drums and guns, hurroo, hurrooWith your guns and drums and drums and gunsThe enemy nearly slew yeOh my darling dear, Ye look so queerJohnny I hardly knew ye.
Where are your eyes that were so mild, hurroo, hurrooWhere are your eyes that were so mild, hurroo, hurrooWhere are your eyes that were so mildWhen my heart you so beguiled?Why did ye skedaddle from me and the child?Oh Johnny, I hardly knew ye.
Where are your legs that used to run, hurroo, hurrooWhere are your legs that used to run, hurroo, hurrooWhere are your legs that used to runWhen you went for to carry a gunIndeed your dancing days are doneOh Johnny, I hardly knew ye.
I'm happy for to see ye home, hurroo, hurrooI'm happy for to see ye home, hurroo, hurrooI'm happy for to see ye homeAll from the island of CeylonSo low in flesh, so high in boneOh Johnny I hardly knew ye.
Ye haven't an arm, ye haven't a leg, hurroo, hurrooYe haven't an arm, ye haven't a leg, hurroo, hurrooYe haven't an arm, ye haven't a leg,Ye're an armless, boneless, chickenless egg,Ye'll have to be put with a bowl to beg,Oh Johnny I hardly knew ye.
They're rolling out the guns again, hurroo, hurrooThey're rolling out the guns again, hurroo, hurrooThey're rolling out the guns again,But they never will take our sons again,No they never will take our sons again,Johnny I'm swearing to ye.