You sons of Dan O'Connels Isle Pray pay attention to my ditty For it's all about a fair young man His birthplace it was Dublin City
My song is for to demonstrate A story with a pill sorrel Beginning by the Carlyle Bridge And ending on the Isle's of Coral
A schooner stood by George's Quay With sails all folded one sultry season A maiden paced upon that quay She wept like one bereft of reason
Oh, Johnny Doyle's me love it's true It's true but full of deep contrition For what will all the neighbours say? About yourself and my condition
Well the sails unfurled while the capstan turned The schooner scooted down the Liffey The maid she gave one piercing wave She was a mother in a Jiffey
They sailed across the Harber Bar And headed east for foreign waters To China were they think their wife's And drowned at birth their surplus daughters
Now years and years had come and gone Till Mary's child grow self-supporting But how her poor old heart would break When that young buck went out a courting
He leaves me all alone she said He leave me 'lone and melancholy I'll dress myself in mans attire And sail the seven seas for Johnny
She signed on board of a pirate bark That raided 'round the hot equator And with them hairy buccaneers There sailed a sweet and virtuous creature
Well the captain thought her name was Bill His character it was nefarious And with them hairy buccaneers Her situation was precarious
Now in the Sarra Agassa sea Two rakish barks were idly lowland And Mary on the quarter deck The middle watch was she patrolling She gazed upon the neighbouring bark And suddenly became ex claimant For they're upon that guilder'd poop Stood Johnny Doyle in gorgeous raiment
They're happy now in sweet Ringsend That jewel that sparkle on the Dodder They lead a peaceful merchant's life And do a trade in oats and fatter
By marriage line she's misses Doyle She keeps a stall of periwinkles When she says she's in that way again His one good eye with joy it twinkles