| Johnny Jump Up Traditional (Attributed to Tim Jordan) |
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| Come and listen, I'll tell you what happened to me One day as I went down to Cork by the sea The day it was hot and the sun it was warm, So says I a quiet pint wouldn't do me no harm I went in and I called for a bottle of stout Says the barman, I'm sorry, all the beer is sold out Try whiskey or paddy, ten years in the wood Says I, I'll try cider, I've heard it was good. Chorus: Oh never, Oh never, Oh never again If I live to be a hundred or a hundred and ten I fell to the ground and I couldn't get up After drinking a quart of the Johnny Jump Up After downing the third I went out to the yard Where I bumped into Brody, the big civic guard Come here to me boy, don't you know I'm the law? Well, I up with me fist and I shattered his jaw He fell to the ground with his knees doubled up But it wasn't I hit him, 'twas Johnny Jump Up The next thing I remember down in Cork by the sea Was a cripple on crutches and says he to me I'm afraid of me life I'll be hit by a car Won't you help me across to the Celtic Knot Bar? After drinking a quart of that cider so sweet He threw down his crutches and danced on his feet (Chorus) A man died in the mines by the name of McNabb They washed him and laid him outside on the slab Well after the parlors measurements did take His wife brought him home to a bloody fine wake T'was about 12 o'clock and the beer was high The corpse sits up and says with a sigh I can't get to heaven, they won't let me up Till I bring them a quart of the Johnny Jump Up (Chorus) So if ever you go down to Cork by the sea Stay out of the ale house and take it from me If you want to stay sane don't you dare take a sup Of that devil drink cider called Johnny Jump Up Chorus... (x2) |
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"We have an unconfirmed report that this was written by Tim Jordan of Cork City, Co. Cork, Ireland in the 1940s. According to Kevin Manly, Tim Jordan was born and lived all his life in Cork city. The story behind the song was his friend was a landlord of a pub and he asked Tim to write a song about cider and to sing it in his bar to try to increase the sale of cider in his pub." -- from the Cantarea web site. |
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