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
Chorus