X:159
T:Sullivan's John
T:O'Sullivan's John
R:song
C:Words by Pecker Dunne (1933-2012)
D:The Dubliners
D:Sweeney's Men
Z:id:hn-song-159
M:3/4
L:1/8
Q:1/4=160
K:Dmix
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W:Oh, Sullivan's John to the road you've gone far away from your native home.
W:You've gone with the tinker's daughter all along the road to roam.
W:Ah, Sullivan's John you won't stick it long till your belly will soon get slack.
W:You'll be goin' the road with a mighty load and a tool box upon your back.
W:
W:I met Katey Coffey with her neat baby, behind on her back strapped on.
W:She'd an old ash plant all in her hand for to drive her donkey on,
W:Enquiring at every farmer's house, as along the road she'd pass,
W:As to where she'd get an old pot to mend, or where would she swap an ass.
W:
W:There's a hairy ass fair in the County Clare in a place they call Spancil Hill,
W:Where my brother James got a rap of a hames, and poor Paddy they tried to kill.
W:They loaded him up on an old ass and cart, while Kate and Mary looked on.
W:Oh, bad luck to the day that I went away to join with the tinker band.
W:
W:Sullivan's John to the road you've gone far away from your native home
W:You're gone with the tinker's daughter all along the road to roam
W:Sullivan's John you won't stick it long till your belly will soon get slack
W:You'll be goin' the road with a heavy load and a tool box upon your back