| Traditional, adapted
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| By Arlo Guthrie
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| I am a little Beggar and a Beggar I have been
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| For three score’are more in this little Isle of green
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| And I’m known from the Liffy down to Segue
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| And I’m known by the name of bold Donahue
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| Of all the trades a-goin' now sure beggin is the best
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| When a man gets tired he can lay him down to rest
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| He can beg for his dinner when there’s nothing left to do
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| Then just cut around the corner with his old Rigadoo
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| I slept in a barn way down in Curabawn
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| A-waitin' in for the mornin' I slept till the dawn
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| With the holes in the roof and the rain a-comin' through
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| And the cats and the rats they were playin' peeka-boo
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| Who should awaken but the woman of the house
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| With here white spotted apron and her calico blouse
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| She began to frighten when I said boo!
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| Sayin' don’t be afraid ma’am it’s old Johnny Dhu
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| I met a little flaxy haired girl one day
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| Good morning little flaxy haired girl I say
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| Good morning little Beggar Man and how do you do
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| With your rags and your tags and your old Rigaioo
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| Buy a pair of leggings and a collar and a be
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| And a nice big lady I will fetch by and by
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| Buy a pair of goggles and I’ll color them blue
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| And an old fashioned lady I will make her too
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| Over the fields with the pack on my back
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| Over the field with my great heavy sack
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| With the holes in my shoes and the toes a’peekin' through
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| Singin' skittilee rink-a-doodle it’s the old Johnny Dhu
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| Must be going to bed boys, it’s gettin' late at night
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| All the fire’s all raked and up goes the light
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| And now you’ve heard the story of my old Rigadoo
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| It’s «Good-bye God be with you' sings the old Johnny Dhu |