Greenfields Együttes - The Beggarman’s song dalszöveg (lyrics)
[Greenfields Együttes - The Beggarman’s song dalszöveg lyrics]
I am a little beggarman
A begging I have been
For three score years in this
Little isle of green
I'm known along the Liffey from
The Basin to the Zoo
And everybody calls me by the
Name of Johnny Dhu
Of all the trades a going
Sure the begging is the best
For when a man is tired he
Can sit him down and rest
He can beg for his dinner
He has nothing else to do
But to slip around the corner
With his ould rigadoo
I slept in a barn one night in Currabawn
A shocking wet night it was
But I slept until the dawn
There was holes in the roof
And the raindrops coming through
And the rats and the cats
Were all playing peek-a boo
Who did I waken but the woman of the house
With her white spotted apron and
Her fine gingham blouse
She began to get exited and all
I said was ’ Boo!
Sure, don't be afraid at all
’tis only Johnny Dhu
I met a little girl while
A walkin out one day
Good morrow little flaxen haired girl
I did say good morrow little beggarman and
How do you do with your rags and your tags
And your ould rigadoo
I'll buy a pair of leggins and
A collar and a tie
And a nice young lady I'll
Go courting by and by
I'll buy a pair of goggles and
I'll color them with blue
And an old fashioned lady I will make her too
So all along the high road with
My bag upon my back
Over the fields with my bulging heavy sack
With holes in my shoes and
My toes a-peeping through
Singing ’ Skin-a ma-link-a doodle
With my ould rigadoo
O I must be going to bed
For it's getting late at night
The fire is all raked and
Now ’tis out of light
For now you've heard the story
Of my auld rigadoo
So good-bye and God be with you
From ould Johnny Dhu’
A begging I have been
For three score years in this
Little isle of green
I'm known along the Liffey from
The Basin to the Zoo
And everybody calls me by the
Name of Johnny Dhu
Of all the trades a going
Sure the begging is the best
For when a man is tired he
Can sit him down and rest
He can beg for his dinner
He has nothing else to do
But to slip around the corner
With his ould rigadoo
I slept in a barn one night in Currabawn
A shocking wet night it was
But I slept until the dawn
There was holes in the roof
And the raindrops coming through
And the rats and the cats
Were all playing peek-a boo
Who did I waken but the woman of the house
With her white spotted apron and
Her fine gingham blouse
She began to get exited and all
I said was ’ Boo!
Sure, don't be afraid at all
’tis only Johnny Dhu
I met a little girl while
A walkin out one day
Good morrow little flaxen haired girl
I did say good morrow little beggarman and
How do you do with your rags and your tags
And your ould rigadoo
I'll buy a pair of leggins and
A collar and a tie
And a nice young lady I'll
Go courting by and by
I'll buy a pair of goggles and
I'll color them with blue
And an old fashioned lady I will make her too
So all along the high road with
My bag upon my back
Over the fields with my bulging heavy sack
With holes in my shoes and
My toes a-peeping through
Singing ’ Skin-a ma-link-a doodle
With my ould rigadoo
O I must be going to bed
For it's getting late at night
The fire is all raked and
Now ’tis out of light
For now you've heard the story
Of my auld rigadoo
So good-bye and God be with you
From ould Johnny Dhu’