Verse 1O'sullivan John To The Road You're GoneFar Away From Your Native LandYou've Gone With The Tinker's DaughterFar Along The Road To RoamO'sullivan John You Won't Stick It LongTill Your Belly Will Soon Be SlackAs You Roam The Road With A Mighty LoadAnd A Tool Box On Your BackVerse 2I Met Katie Coffee With Her Neat BabyBehind On Her Back Strapped OnShe'd An Old Ash Plant In Her HandTo Drive The Donkey OnEnquiring At Every Farmers House,AsAlong The Road She PassedAnd It's Where Would You Get AnOld Pot To Mend,And Where Would She Get An AssVerse 3There's A Hairy Ass Fair In The County ClareIn A Place They Call Spancil HillWhere My Brother James Got A Wrap Of A HaimesAnd Poor Paddy They Tried To KillThey Loaded Him Up In An Old Ass And CartFor Along The Road To GoAh,Bad Luck To The Day That I Went AwayTo Join With The Tinkers Band
