O’Sullivan’s John

O’Sullivan’s John to the road you've gone Far away from your native home You've gone with the tinker’s daughter For along the road to roam O’Sullivan’s John you won't stick it long Till your belly will soon get slack Up along the oul road with a mighty load And your toolbox on your back. 2. I met Katy Caffey and her neat baby Behind her back strapped on She had an oul ash plant in her hand To drive the oul donkey on Enquiring at every farmhouse As along the road she passed Oh where would she get an oul pot to mend? And where would she get an ass? 3. There's a hairy ass fair in the County Clare In a place they call Spancil Hill Where my brother James got a rap of a hames And poor Paddy they tried to kill They loaded him up in an oul ass and cart As along the road to go Oh bad luck to the day that he roved away For to join the tinker band.