Gaelic Storm - My Son John lyrics
[Gaelic Storm - My Son John lyrics]
My son John was tall and slim
He had a leg for every limb
Now he's got no legs at all
For they're both shot away with a cannonball
With me too rie ah, oh diddle dah
Whack for the diddle diddle die dum day
Oh, were you drunk or were you blind
To leave your two find legs behind
Or was it walking upon the sea
That took your legs from the
Ground to the knee
With me too rie ah, oh diddle dah
Whack for the diddle diddle die dum day
Well, I wasn't drunk and I wasn't blind
To leave my two fine legs behind
Was a cannonball and on the 5th of May
That took my two fine legs away
With me too rie ah, oh diddle dah
Whack for the diddle diddle die dum day
And all the foreign wars I'll now denounce
Twixt the king of England or
The king of France
I'd rather my legs where they used to be
Than the king of Spain and his whole navy
With me too rie ah, oh diddle dah
Whack for the diddle diddle die dum day
For I was tall and I was slim
I had a leg for every limb
Now I've got no legs at all
And you can't win a race with a cannonball
With me too rie ah, oh diddle dah
Whack for the diddle diddle die dum day
For I was tall and I was slim
I had a leg for every limb
He had a leg for every limb
Now he's got no legs at all
For they're both shot away with a cannonball
With me too rie ah, oh diddle dah
Whack for the diddle diddle die dum day
Oh, were you drunk or were you blind
To leave your two find legs behind
Or was it walking upon the sea
That took your legs from the
Ground to the knee
With me too rie ah, oh diddle dah
Whack for the diddle diddle die dum day
Well, I wasn't drunk and I wasn't blind
To leave my two fine legs behind
Was a cannonball and on the 5th of May
That took my two fine legs away
With me too rie ah, oh diddle dah
Whack for the diddle diddle die dum day
And all the foreign wars I'll now denounce
Twixt the king of England or
The king of France
I'd rather my legs where they used to be
Than the king of Spain and his whole navy
With me too rie ah, oh diddle dah
Whack for the diddle diddle die dum day
For I was tall and I was slim
I had a leg for every limb
Now I've got no legs at all
And you can't win a race with a cannonball
With me too rie ah, oh diddle dah
Whack for the diddle diddle die dum day
For I was tall and I was slim
I had a leg for every limb