My Johnny Lad
I bought a wife in Edinburgh, for a bawbie
And then I got a farthing back, to buy tobaccer wi’
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And wi’ you, and wi’ you, and wi’ you, my Johnny lad
I’d dance the buckles off my shoes for you my Johnny lad
As I was walkin’ Sunday, and there I saw the Queen
A-playln’ at the football wi’ the lads on Glasgow green
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The captain ‘o the other slde was scorin’ wi’ great style
The queen, she called a policeman, and had him thrown in jail
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Napoleon was an emperor, and he ruled on land and sea,
He ruled all France and Germany, but he never ruled Murphy
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Samson was a mlghty man, and he fought wi’ the cuddy’s jaw
He fought a thousand battles wearlng crlmson flannel drawers
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Now Johnny Is a bonnie lad, he is a lad of mine
I’ve never had a better lad and I’ve had twenty-nine
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