Johnny was a Shoemaker.My Johnny was a shoemaker,And dearly he loved me;My Johnny he was a shoemaker,But now he’s gone to sea.With nasty tar to soil his hands,And sail across the briny sea.My Johnny was a shoemaker!His jacket was a deep sky blue,And curly was his hair;His jacket was a deep sky blue,It was, I do declare.To reef the top-sails he has gone,To sail across the briny sea.My Johnny was a shoemaker!A Captain he will be bye and bye,With the sword and spy-glass too;A Captain he will be bye and bye,With a brave and valiant crew.And when he gets a vessel of his own,He’ll come back and marry me.My Johnny was a shoemaker!And when I am a Captain’s wife,I’ll sing the whole day long;Yes, when I am a Captain’s wife,And this shall be my song:May peace and plenty bless our days,And the little one on my knee.My Johnny was a shoemaker!
My Johnny was a shoemaker,And dearly he loved me;My Johnny he was a shoemaker,But now he’s gone to sea.With nasty tar to soil his hands,And sail across the briny sea.My Johnny was a shoemaker!His jacket was a deep sky blue,And curly was his hair;His jacket was a deep sky blue,It was, I do declare.To reef the top-sails he has gone,To sail across the briny sea.My Johnny was a shoemaker!A Captain he will be bye and bye,With the sword and spy-glass too;A Captain he will be bye and bye,With a brave and valiant crew.And when he gets a vessel of his own,He’ll come back and marry me.My Johnny was a shoemaker!And when I am a Captain’s wife,I’ll sing the whole day long;Yes, when I am a Captain’s wife,And this shall be my song:May peace and plenty bless our days,And the little one on my knee.My Johnny was a shoemaker!
My Johnny was a shoemaker,And dearly he loved me;My Johnny he was a shoemaker,But now he’s gone to sea.With nasty tar to soil his hands,And sail across the briny sea.My Johnny was a shoemaker!His jacket was a deep sky blue,And curly was his hair;His jacket was a deep sky blue,It was, I do declare.To reef the top-sails he has gone,To sail across the briny sea.My Johnny was a shoemaker!A Captain he will be bye and bye,With the sword and spy-glass too;A Captain he will be bye and bye,With a brave and valiant crew.And when he gets a vessel of his own,He’ll come back and marry me.My Johnny was a shoemaker!And when I am a Captain’s wife,I’ll sing the whole day long;Yes, when I am a Captain’s wife,And this shall be my song:May peace and plenty bless our days,And the little one on my knee.My Johnny was a shoemaker!
My Johnny was a shoemaker,And dearly he loved me;My Johnny he was a shoemaker,But now he’s gone to sea.With nasty tar to soil his hands,And sail across the briny sea.My Johnny was a shoemaker!
My Johnny was a shoemaker,
And dearly he loved me;
My Johnny he was a shoemaker,
But now he’s gone to sea.
With nasty tar to soil his hands,
And sail across the briny sea.
My Johnny was a shoemaker!
His jacket was a deep sky blue,And curly was his hair;His jacket was a deep sky blue,It was, I do declare.To reef the top-sails he has gone,To sail across the briny sea.My Johnny was a shoemaker!
His jacket was a deep sky blue,
And curly was his hair;
His jacket was a deep sky blue,
It was, I do declare.
To reef the top-sails he has gone,
To sail across the briny sea.
My Johnny was a shoemaker!
A Captain he will be bye and bye,With the sword and spy-glass too;A Captain he will be bye and bye,With a brave and valiant crew.And when he gets a vessel of his own,He’ll come back and marry me.My Johnny was a shoemaker!
A Captain he will be bye and bye,
With the sword and spy-glass too;
A Captain he will be bye and bye,
With a brave and valiant crew.
And when he gets a vessel of his own,
He’ll come back and marry me.
My Johnny was a shoemaker!
And when I am a Captain’s wife,I’ll sing the whole day long;Yes, when I am a Captain’s wife,And this shall be my song:May peace and plenty bless our days,And the little one on my knee.My Johnny was a shoemaker!
And when I am a Captain’s wife,
I’ll sing the whole day long;
Yes, when I am a Captain’s wife,
And this shall be my song:
May peace and plenty bless our days,
And the little one on my knee.
My Johnny was a shoemaker!