| lyric | I'll tell you a story that happend to me
one day as I went down tto Youghal by the sea.
The sun it was bright and the day it was warm.
So, says I, a quiet pint wouldn’t do me no harm.
I went in and I called for a bottle of stout:
Says the barman ‘I’m sorry, all the beer is sold out,
Try whiskey or Paddy, ten years in the wood.’
Says I ‘I’ll try cider, I heard it was good.’
0 never, 0 never, 0 never again,
If I live to a hundred or a hundred and ten,
For I fell to the ground and I couldn’t get up
After drinking a quart of the Johnny Jump Up.
After lowering the third I made straight for the yard,
Where I bumped into Brophy, the big Civic Guard.
‘Come here to me boy, don’t you know I‘m the law?‘
Well I up with me fist and I shattered his jaw.
He fell to the ground with his knees doubled up
But it wasn’t I hit him,’twas Johnny Jump Up.
The next thing I met down in Youghal by the sea
Was a cripple on crutches and says he to me:
‘I’m afraid of me life I‘ll be hit by a car
Won’t you help me across to the the Railwayman’s Bar?’
After drinking a quart of the cider so sweet
He threw down his crutches and danced on his feet
I went up the Lee Road, a friend for to see,
They call it the madhouse in Cork by the Lee.
But when I got up there the truth I do tell
They had the poor so-and-so tied up in a cell.
Said a guard testing him ‘Say these words if you can:
“Around the rugged rocks the ragged rascal ran” ’
Tell them I’m not crazy, tell them I‘m not mad -
It was only a sup of the bottle I had.
A man died in the Union, by the name of McNabb.
We washed him and laid him outside on a slab,
And after O’Connor his measurements did take
His wife took him home to a bloody fine wake
’Twas about twelve o’clock and the beer it was high:
The corpse he jumped up and says he with a sigh:
‘I can’t get to heaven, they won’t let me up
Till I bring them a quart of the Johnny-Jump-Up.’ |