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I am a little beggarman and begging I have beenFor three score or more in this little isle of greenI'm known from the Liffey down to SegueAnd I'm known by the name of old Johnny DhuOf all the trade's that's going, sure begging is the bestFor when a man is tired, he can sit down and restHe can beg for his dinner, he has nothing else to doOnly cut around the corner with his old rig-a-dooI slept in the barn, down at CaurabawnA wet night came on and I slept 'till the dawnWith holes in the roof and the rain coming throughAnd the rats and the cats, they were playing peek-a-booWhen who did I waken but the woman of the houseWith her white spotty apron and her calico blouseShe began to frighten and I said "booAarah, don't be afraid mam 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, a how do you doWith your rags and you tags and you old rig-a-doo"I'll buy a pair of leggings, a collar and a tieAnd a nice young lady I'll fetch by and byI'll buy a pair of goggles and I'll colour them blueAnd an old fashioned lady I will make her tooLetras de cancionesOver the road with my pack on my backOver the fields with my great heavy sackWith holes in my shoes and my toes peeping throughSinging skinny-me-rink a doodle o and old Johnny DhuI must be going to bed for it's getting late at nightThe fire's all raked and out goes the lightSo now you've heard the story of my old rig-a-dooIt's good-bye and God be with you says old Johnny Dhu From Letras Mania