作曲 : Trad Arr David Downes I am a little beggarman, a-begging I have been For three score or more in this little isle of green I'm known from the Liffey down to SegueAnd I'm known by the name of old Johnny Dhu Of all the trades that's going, I'm sure begging is the best For when a man is tired, he can sit down and rest He can beg for his dinner, he has nothing else to do Only cut around the corner with his old rig-a-doo I slept in the barn right down at CaurabawnA wet night came on and I slept until the dawn With holes in the roof and the rain coming through And the rats and the cats, they were playing peek-a-boo When who did I waken but the woman of the house With her white spotty apron and her calico blouse She began to frighten, I said, "BooAra, don't be afraid, ma'am, it's only Johnny Dhu" I met a little flaxy-haired girl one day"Good morning, little flaxy-haired girl," I did say"Good morning, little beggarman, and how do you doWith your rags and your tags and your old rig-a-doo?" I'll buy a pair of leggings and a collar and a tie And a nice young lady I'll fetch by and by I'll buy a pair of goggles, I'll color them blue And an old-fashioned lady I will make her, too Over the road with me pack on me back Over the fields with me great, heavy sack With holes in me shoes and me toes peeping through Singing, "Skinny-me-rink-a-doodle-o and old Johnny Dhu" I must be going to bed for it's getting late at night The fire's all raked and out goes the light So now you've heard the story of me old rig-a-doo"It's good-bye and God be with you," says old Johnny Dhu1
作曲 : Trad Arr David Downes I am a little beggarman, a-begging I have been For three score or more in this little isle of green I'm known from the Liffey down to SegueAnd I'm known by the name of old Johnny Dhu Of all the trades that's going, I'm sure begging is the best For when a man is tired, he can sit down and rest He can beg for his dinner, he has nothing else to do Only cut around the corner with his old rig-a-doo I slept in the barn right down at CaurabawnA wet night came on and I slept until the dawn With holes in the roof and the rain coming through And the rats and the cats, they were playing peek-a-boo When who did I waken but the woman of the house With her white spotty apron and her calico blouse She began to frighten, I said, "BooAra, don't be afraid, ma'am, it's only Johnny Dhu" I met a little flaxy-haired girl one day"Good morning, little flaxy-haired girl," I did say"Good morning, little beggarman, and how do you doWith your rags and your tags and your old rig-a-doo?" I'll buy a pair of leggings and a collar and a tie And a nice young lady I'll fetch by and by I'll buy a pair of goggles, I'll color them blue And an old-fashioned lady I will make her, too Over the road with me pack on me back Over the fields with me great, heavy sack With holes in me shoes and me toes peeping through Singing, "Skinny-me-rink-a-doodle-o and old Johnny Dhu" I must be going to bed for it's getting late at night The fire's all raked and out goes the light So now you've heard the story of me old rig-a-doo"It's good-bye and God be with you," says old Johnny Dhu1
