The Little Beggarman - a great favourite of Christo Wall

I am a little beggarman, a begging I have been
For three score years in this little isle of green
I'm known along the Liffey from the Basin to the Zoo
And everybody calls me by the name of Johnny Dhu

Of all the trades a going, sure for begging is the best
For when a man is tired he can sit him down and rest
He can beg for his dinner, he has nothing else to do
But to slip around the corner with his old rigadoo

I slept in a barn one night in Currabawn
A shocking wet night it was, but I slept until the dawn
There was holes in the roof and the raindrops coming thru
And the rats and the cats were a playing peek a boo

Who did I waken but the woman of the house
With her white spotted apron and her calico blouse
She began to frighten and I said boo
Sure, don't be afraid at all, it's only Johnny Dhu

I met a little girl while a walkin out one day
Good morrow little flaxen haired girl, I did say
Good morrow little beggarman and how do you do
With your rags and your tags and your auld rigadoo

I'll buy a pair of leggins and a collar and a tie
And a nice young lady I'll go courting by and by
I'll buy a pair of goggles and I'll color them with blue
And an old fashioned lady I will make her too

So all along the high road with my bag upon my back
Over the fields with my bulging heavy sack
With holes in my shoes and my toes a peeping thru
Singing, skin a ma rink a doodle with my auld rigadoo

O I must be going to bed for it's getting late at night
The fire is all raked and now tis out of light
For now you've heard the story of my auld rigadoo
So good and God be with you, from auld Johnny Dhu



The Half Crown - a great favourite of Tommy Cox

I took Miss MacAnally for to see a fancy ball
For tickets I paid two and six and thought that that was all
When they shouted Supper, you might have knocked me down
For all the money I had got was only half a crown.

She had an oyster raw and a lobster taw, a turkey's leg and breast
She had mutton and beef beyond belief, she laid across her chest
There was ham and tongue for the girl so young, a cargo she laid down
But I fell on the floor when she called for more for I had only half a crown.

To me she is a tickler, I thought that I'd go mad
When she said- I'd like to have a drink, for me appetite is bad
So beneath the girl's overcoats there must have been a tank
Or second-handed brewery, for this is what she drank:

She had a bottle of Bass and a good stiff glass of brandy to begin
She'd an awful lot of whiskey hot and a dose of rum and gin.
Of Guiness's stout she poured it out, full half a hogshead down
But I fell on the floor when she called for more for I had only half a crown.

So the waiter stayed and the people gazed for to see her shift said stuff
She then said -Ashcraft, take me home, for I think I have enough
I gave the waiter my half crown and said I'd owe the rest
He gave me a kick in the small of the back and he jumped upon me chest

Now he altered the size of my two eyes and he knocked me into fits
He tore me clothes, he split me nose and he knocked me up in bits
I got thumped and licked, I got hammered and kicked, I was chased all round the town
I was all swelled up like a poisoned pup and I lost me half a crown.