Johnny Boy

When I hear that wind blow, All across the Wicklow mountains. Is it you I hear a calling? Johnny boy, oh Johnny boy. When I look to the west, Out across the River Shannon. I can still see you smiling. Johnny boy, oh Johnny boy. When the leaves have turned to brown And winter's due. As I watch the sun go down, I'll think of you. When I hear that wind blow, All across the Wicklow mountains. Sure it's you, I'll hear a calling. Johnny boy, oh Johnny boy.