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letra de sullivan's john - the wran

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[chorus]
oh sullivan’s john
to the road you’ve gone far away from your native home
you’ve gone with the tinker’s daughter all along the road to pass
oh sullivan’s john you won’t stick it long till your belly will soon get slack
you’ll be roaming the road with a mighty load and a toolbox upon your back

[verse 1]
i met katie coffey and her wee babby
behind with her back strapped on
she’d an old ash plant all in her hand for to drive the donkey on
enquiring at every farm house all along the road to pass
for where she might get and old pot to mend or where she might swap an ass

[verse 2]
well there’s a horsе fair in the county clare in a place thеy call spancilhill
where my brother james got a wrap of a hames and poor johnny they tried to k!ll
they loaded him up on an old ass and cart all along the road to pass
said good luck to the day that he went away for to join with the travellin’ band

[chorus]
oh sullivan’s john
to the road you’ve gone far away from your native home
you’ve gone with the tinker’s daughter all along the road to pass
oh sullivan’s john you won’t stick it long till your belly will soon get slack
you’ll be roaming the road with a mighty load and a toolbox upon your back
[instrumental outro]

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