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When goin' the road to sweet Athy, hurroo, hurroo When goin' the road to sweet Athy, hurroo, hurroo When 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 guns and drums, hurroo, hurroo With your drums and guns and guns and drums, hurroo, hurroo With your drums and guns and guns and drums The enemy nearly slew ye Oh darling dear, ye look so queer Johnny I hardly knew ye Where are the eyes that looked so mild, hurroo, hurroo Where are the eyes that looked so mild, hurroo, hurroo Where are the eyes that looked so mild When my poor heart you first beguiled Why did ye run from me and the child Johnny, I hardly knew ye With your drums and guns and guns and drums, hurroo, hurroo With your drums and guns and guns and drums, hurroo, hurroo With your drums and guns and guns and drums The enemy nearly slew ye Oh darling dear, ye look so queer Johnny I hardly knew ye Where are the legs with which you run, hurroo, hurroo Where are the legs with which you run, hurroo, hurroo Where are the legs with which you run When first you went to carry a gun Indeed your dancing days are done Johnny, I hardly knew ye With your drums and guns and guns and drums, hurroo, hurroo With your drums and guns and guns and drums, hurroo, hurroo With your drums and guns and guns and drums The enemy nearly slew ye Oh darling dear, ye look so queer 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 eyeless, boneless, chickenless egg Ye'll have to be left with a bowl to beg Johnny I hardly knew ye With your drums and guns and guns and drums, hurroo, hurroo With your drums and guns and guns and drums, hurroo, hurroo With your drums and guns and guns and drums The enemy nearly slew ye Oh my darling dear, ye look so queer Johnny I hardly knew ye And I'm happy for to see ye home, hurroo, hurroo Yes I'm happy for to see ye home, hurroo, hurroo Oh I'm happy for to see ye home All from the island of Ceylon So low in the flesh, so high in the bone Johnny I hardly knew ye With your drums and guns and guns and drums, hurroo, hurroo With your drums and guns and guns and drums, hurroo, hurroo With your drums and guns and guns and drums The enemy never slew ye Oh darling dear, ye look so queer Johnny I hardly knew ye
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