| While goin' the road to sweet Athy, hurroo, hurroo | 
| While goin' the road to sweet Athy, hurroo, hurroo | 
| While goin' the road to sweet Athy | 
| A stick in me hand and a drop in me eye | 
| A doleful damsel I heard cry | 
| Johnny I hardly knew ye | 
| With your drums and guns and drums and guns, hurroo, hurroo | 
| With your drums and guns and drums and guns, hurroo, hurroo | 
| With your drums and guns and drums and guns | 
| The enemy nearly slew ye | 
| Oh my darling dear, ye look so queer | 
| Johnny I hardly knew ye | 
| Where are your eyes that were so mild, hurroo, hurroo | 
| Where are your eyes that were so mild, hurroo, hurroo | 
| Where are your eyes that were so mild | 
| When my heart you so beguiled | 
| Why did ye run from me and the child | 
| Oh Johnny, I hardly knew ye | 
| Where are your legs that used to run, hurroo, hurroo | 
| Where are your legs that used to run, hurroo, hurroo | 
| Where are your legs that used to run | 
| When you went for to carry a gun | 
| Indeed your dancing days are done | 
| Oh Johnny, I hardly knew ye | 
| Ye haven’t an arm, ye haven’t a leg, hurroo, hurroo | 
| Ye haven’t an arm, ye haven’t a leg, hurroo, hurroo | 
| Ye haven’t an arm, ye haven’t a leg | 
| Ye’re an armless, boneless, chickenless egg | 
| Ye’ll have to put with a bowl out to beg | 
| Oh Johnny I hardly knew ye | 
| I’m happy for to see ye home, hurroo, hurroo | 
| I’m happy for to see ye home, hurroo, hurroo | 
| I’m happy for to see ye home | 
| All from the island of Sulloon; | 
| So low in flesh, so high in bone | 
| Oh Johnny I hardly knew ye | 
| With your drums and guns and drums and guns, hurroo, hurroo | 
| With your drums and guns and drums and guns, hurroo, hurroo | 
| With your drums and guns and drums and guns | 
| The enemy nearly slew ye | 
| Oh my darling dear, ye look so queer | 
| Johnny I hardly knew ye |