Lyrics With You My Johnny - The Kingston Trio

With You My Johnny

Oh, do you know my Johnny, he is down in yonder lea?
He’s sneakin' 'round and
creepin' and he’s, aye, watchin' me.
He’s pullin' and he’s teasin' but his meanin’s not so bad.
If it’s ever going
to be, tell me now, Johnny lad.
Tell me now, my Johnny laddie, tell me now, my Johnny lad.
If it’s ever going
to be, tell me now Johnny lad.
When the sheep are in the fold and the cows are in the byre and other lads and
lasses sittin' 'round a-roarin' fire.
There’s me, a silly lassie, just as like as if I’s mad, through the nooks and
barley stooks, teasin' you, Johnny lad.
Teasin' you, my Johnny laddie, teasin' you, my Johnny lad.
Through the nooks
and barley stooks, teasin' you, Johnny lad.
Oh, Johnny’s blythe and bonnie.
He’s the pride o' yonder lea and I love him
best of any though he’s, aye, teasin' me.
Though he teases me and squeezes me and tickles me like mad.
None comes near me that can cheer me like my own Johnny lad.
And it’s you, my Johnny laddie, aye, it’s you, my Johnny lad.
None comes near
me that can cheer me like my own Johnny lad.
Oh, my Johnny’s not a gentleman nor yet is he a laird but I would follow Johnny
lad, although he was a card.
Oh, Johnny is a bonnie lad.
He was once a lad of mine and I’ve never had a better lad though I’ve had twenty-nine.
And with you, my Johnny laddie, and with you, my Johnny lad, oh,
I’ll dance the buckles of my shoes with you, Johnny lad.
And with you, my Johnny laddie, and with you, my Johnny lad, oh,
I’ll dance the buckles of my shoes with you, Johnny lad.