I wish I were in Dublin or some other seaport town

I'd set my foot on a steamboat and sail the ocean 'round

Sailing 'round the ocean, sailing 'round the sea

I think of handsome Molly wherever she may be

I am a beggarman and a beggin' I have been

For three score or more on this lil' isle of green

I'm known from the Liffy on down to Segu

And I'm known by the name of Little Johnny Doo

Of all the trades a-goin' sure a-beggin' is the best

When a man gets tired he can lay his head to rest

He can beg for his supper when there's nothing else to do

Or go sit 'round the corner in his ol' rigadoo

We slept one night in a barn in Clairebon

We went naked all night and slept until the dawn

Holes in the roof and the rain a-pourin' through

And the cats and the rats they were a-playin peek-a-boo

Who should awaken but the woman of the house

In a white spotted apron and a calico blouse

She began to frighten and I said "Boo!

Don't be afraid ma'am, it's only Johnny Doo!

Over the fields with a pack on my back

Over the hills with a creak in me sack

Holes in my shoes and my toes peekin' through

Singing "Shinkle and a wrinkle it's only Johnny Doo!

Well, it's getting late at night and it's time to go to bed

And the fire's all out and whoops goes the light

Now you know the story of the old rigadoo

So good night and God be with you says Little Johnny Doo