Buy now: Lyrics: When on the road to sweet Athy, (Hurroo! Hurroo!) A stick in the hand, a drop in the eye, A doleful damsel I heard cry: “Johnny, I hardly knew ya!“ “Where are the eyes that looked so mild? (Hurroo! Hurroo!) When my poor heart you first beguiled? Why did you run from me and the child? Johnny, I hardly knew ya!“ “We had guns and drums and drums and guns. (Hurroo! Hurroo!) The enemy never slew ya, Johnny, I hardly knew
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