Gaelic Storm - The Beggarman lyrics
[Gaelic Storm - The Beggarman lyrics]
Well I'm a little beggarman, I am a beggarman
I'm a little beggar-beggarman
I am a beggar man
Well I'm a little beggarman and
Begging I have been
For three score or more on
The little isle of green
And I'm known from the Liffey from
The basement to the zoo
And I'm known by the name of old Johnny Dhu
Of all the trades that's goin'
The beggin' is the best
For when a man is tired he
Can sit down and rest
He can beg for his dinner
He's nothing else to do
Only comes around the corner with
His old rig-a doo
And I met a little flaxy haired girl one day
"Well good morning little flaxy haired girl
" did I say
"Well good mornin' little beggarman
How do you do with your rags and your bags
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 will fetch by and by
I'll buy a pair of goggles
And I'll color them blue
And an old fashioned lady I
Will make of her too
I've got the sky i've got the road
I've got the sky the world is my home
Well I'm a little beggarman, I am a beggarman
I'm a little beggar-beggarman
I am a beggar man
I'm a little beggarman, I am a beggar man
And I slept way down, in a barn at Caurabawn
A wet night came on and
I slept 'till the dawn
With holes in the roof and
The rain coming through
And the rats and the cats
They were playing peek-a boo
Who should awaken but the woman of the house
With her white spotty apron
And her calico blouse
She began to frighten and I said "Boo!
Ah, don't be afraid ma'am
It's only Johnny Dhu"
Die di die di diddle diddle dum
Di die di die di diddle diddle dum
Diddle dum di diddle diddle dum
I've got the sky i've got the road
I've got the sky the world is my home
And it's over the fields with
My pack on my back
And over the fields with my great heavy sack
With the holes in my shoes
And my toes peeping through
Singing skinna ma-rink a doodle o
For old Johnny Dhu
I must be going to bed for
It's getting late at night
When the fire's all raked and
Out goes the light
Now you've heard the story of
Me old rig-a doo
It's goodnight and God be with
You from old Johnny Dhu
I've got the sky i've got the road
I've got the sky the world is my home
I've got the sky i've got the road
I've got the sky the world is my home
I've got the sky i've got the road
I'm a little beggar-beggarman
I am a beggar man
Well I'm a little beggarman and
Begging I have been
For three score or more on
The little isle of green
And I'm known from the Liffey from
The basement to the zoo
And I'm known by the name of old Johnny Dhu
Of all the trades that's goin'
The beggin' is the best
For when a man is tired he
Can sit down and rest
He can beg for his dinner
He's nothing else to do
Only comes around the corner with
His old rig-a doo
And I met a little flaxy haired girl one day
"Well good morning little flaxy haired girl
" did I say
"Well good mornin' little beggarman
How do you do with your rags and your bags
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 will fetch by and by
I'll buy a pair of goggles
And I'll color them blue
And an old fashioned lady I
Will make of her too
I've got the sky i've got the road
I've got the sky the world is my home
Well I'm a little beggarman, I am a beggarman
I'm a little beggar-beggarman
I am a beggar man
I'm a little beggarman, I am a beggar man
And I slept way down, in a barn at Caurabawn
A wet night came on and
I slept 'till the dawn
With holes in the roof and
The rain coming through
And the rats and the cats
They were playing peek-a boo
Who should awaken but the woman of the house
With her white spotty apron
And her calico blouse
She began to frighten and I said "Boo!
Ah, don't be afraid ma'am
It's only Johnny Dhu"
Die di die di diddle diddle dum
Di die di die di diddle diddle dum
Diddle dum di diddle diddle dum
I've got the sky i've got the road
I've got the sky the world is my home
And it's over the fields with
My pack on my back
And over the fields with my great heavy sack
With the holes in my shoes
And my toes peeping through
Singing skinna ma-rink a doodle o
For old Johnny Dhu
I must be going to bed for
It's getting late at night
When the fire's all raked and
Out goes the light
Now you've heard the story of
Me old rig-a doo
It's goodnight and God be with
You from old Johnny Dhu
I've got the sky i've got the road
I've got the sky the world is my home
I've got the sky i've got the road
I've got the sky the world is my home
I've got the sky i've got the road