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