Doll In Cash’s Window

I’ll take Johnny, I’ll take him up the dyke
I’ll take Johnny walking
And I’ll dress him in blue and white

He was the doll with the dee-doll dearo
He was the boy with the curly hair
He was the doll in Cash’s Window
No bad eye on my Johnny
Daddy, he’s a sailor
You’re the apple of his eye
I’ll sew a suit like Daddy’s
As blue as the summer sky

He was the doll with the dee-doll dearo
He was the boy with the curly hair
He was the doll in Cash’s Window
No bad eye on my Johnny

I met with Kitty Maloney
In the Coal Quay yesterday
She said you were me
Daza with eyes like Hadji Bey

He was the doll with the dee-doll dearo
He was the boy with the curly hair
He was the doll in Cash’s Window
No bad eye on my Johnny

Hup san áirde Johnny, léim suas go dtí an ré
Gheoir-se cailín giobalach agus teir-se ‘damhsa lei

He was the doll with the dee-doll dearo
He was the boy with the curly hair
He was the doll in Cash’s Window
No bad eye on my Johnny

When your Da comes from dailing
He’ll bring you a féirín
A ship rigged in a bottle
Just for his own Johneen

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