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