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\begin{SBVerse*}
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While \Ch{Em}{goin'} the road to sweet Athy, \Ch{G}{Hurroo!} Hurroo !
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While \Ch{Em}{goin'} the road to sweet Athy, \Ch{G}{Hurroo} ! \Ch{B7}{Hurroo} !
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While \Ch{Em}{goin'} the road to \Ch{Am}{sweet} Athy,
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A \Ch{G}{stick} in the hand and a \Ch{B7}{drop} in the eye
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A \Ch{Em}{dole}ful \Ch{Am}{damsel} \Ch{G}{I} heard \Ch{B7}{cry},
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\Ch{Em}{Johnny} I \Ch{D}{hardly} \Ch{Em}{knew} ye !
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\end{SBVerse*}
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\begin{SBChorus}
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With your drums and guns and drums and guns, Hurroo ! Hurroo ! (bis)
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With your drums and guns and drums and guns,
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The enemy nearly slew ye
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Oh me darling dear, Ye look so queer
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Johnny I hardly knew ye
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\end{SBChorus}
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\bigskip
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Where are the eyes that look so mild, Hurroo ! Hurroo ! (bis)
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Where are the eyes that look so mild
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When my poor heart you so beguiled
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Why did ye skedaddle from me and the child
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Oh Johnny, I hardly knew ye.
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\bigskip
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Where are the legs with which ye run, Hurroo ! Hurroo ! (bis)
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Where are the legs with which ye run
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When ye went for to carry a gun
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Indeed your dancing days are done
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Oh Johnny, I hardly knew ye.
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Ye haven't an arm, Ye haven't a leg, Hurroo ! Hurroo ! (bis)
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Ye haven't an arm, ye haven't a leg
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Ye're an armless, boneless, chickenless egg
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Ye'll have to be put in a bowl to beg
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Oh Johnny I hardly knew ye.
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I'm happy for to see ye home, Hurroo ! Hurroo ! (bis)
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I'm happy for to see ye home
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All from the island of Sulloon
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So low in flesh, so high in bone
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Oh Johnny I hardly knew ye.
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