Johnny McEvoy O'Sullivan's John Lyrics

O'Sullivan's John to the road you've gone,
Far away from your native home.
You've gone with the tinker's daughter
All along the road to roam.
O'Sullivan's John you wont stick it long
Til your belly will soon be slack,
Up along the old road with your mighty load
And your toolbox on your back.

I met Kate Coffee with her neat baby
Behind on her back strapped on,
She'd an old ash plant all in her hand
To drive the donkey along,
Enquiring in every farm house
As along the road she passed,
Oh it's where would you get an old pot to mend,
And where would she get an a__?

There's a hairy a__ fair in the County Clare
In a place they call Spancil Hill,
Where my brother James got a wrap of a haimes,
And poor Paddy they tried to kill.
They loaded him up in an old a__ and cart
As along the road to go
Oh bad luck to the day I roved away
For to join the tinker band.

O'Sullivan's John to the road you've gone,
Far away from your native home.
You've gone with the tinker's daughter
All along the road to roam.
O'Sullivan's John you wont stick it long
Til your belly will soon be slack,
Up along the old road with your mighty load
And your toolbox on your back.

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