Lyrics:

I am a little beggar man and begging I have been
I for three score and more in this little isle of green
I'm known from the Liffey down to Sligo
And I'm known by the name of old Johnny Doo
Of all the trades that's going now sure begging is the best
Of when a man is tired he can sit down and rest
Beg for his dinner he has nothing else to do
Only cut around the corner with his old rig-a-doo
I slept in a barn way down at Carlow Barn
A wet night came on and we slept till the dawn
With holes in the roof and the rain coming through
And the rats and the cats they were playing peek-a-boo
Who should awaken but the woman of the house
With a white spotty apron and a Kelly coal blouse
She began to frighten and I said boo
Ah don't be afraid ma'am it's only Johnny Doo
I met a little flaxen haired girl one day
Good morning little flaxen haired girl I did say
Good morning little beggar man how do you do?
Your rags and your tags and your old rig-a-doo
Buy a pair of leggings and a collar and a tie
And a nice young lady I'll fetch by and by
I'll buy a pair of goggles and color them blue
And an old fashioned lady I will make her too
Over the road with me pack on me back
Over the fields with me great heavy sack
With holes in me shoes and me toes peeping through
Singing Skinny Marinky Doodle Oh and old Johnny Doo
I must be going to bed for it's getting late at night
The fire's all raked and out goes the light
So now you've heard the story of me old rig-a-doo
It's goodbye and God be with you said old Johnny Doo