Oh Kenny, my love Johnny,
he is doing on yonder lee
And he's looking and he's joking
and his eye watching me
He's pooing and he's teasing
but his meaning's not so bad
Ginnets have all gone to be,
tell me now Johnny lad
Tell me noo, my Johnny laddie,
Tell me noo, my Johnny lad,
Ginn it's ever gone to be,
Tell me noo, Johnny lad.
When the sheep are in the fold,
And the cow are in the bair,
And other lads and lassies
Sittin' round a roarin' fair,
There's me a bleaket lassie,
Just like Ginn I was mad,
Through the nooks and barley stooks,
Jinkin' you, Johnny lad.
Jinkin' you, my Johnny laddy,
Jinkin' you, my Johnny lad.
Through the nooks and barley stooks,
Jinkin' you, Johnny lad.
Oh, Johnny's blithin' bonny,
He's the pride of a young lea,
And I'll do him best, oh, honey,
Though his eye teasin' me,
Though he teases me and squeezes me
and tickles me like mad
Nain comes near me
that can cheer me
like my own Johnny Lad
Aye, it's you, my Johnny Laddy
Aye, it's you, my Johnny Lad
Nain can tease me
and can please me
like my own Johnny Lad
Oh, Johnny's nae a gentleman,
nor yet he is a lad
But I would follow Johnny lad,
although he was a kerd
Oh, Johnny is a bonny lad,
he was ain't a lad of mine
And I've never had a better lad,
though I've had twenty -nine
And wee you my Johnny laddy,
and wee you my Johnny lad
And I'll dance the bottles off my shoon,
wee you Johnny lad
And wee -oo my Johnny laddie,
and wee -oo my Johnny lad
And I'll dance the bottles
off my shoon,
wee -oo Johnny lad