Kingston Trio - With You My Johnny

Dave Guard/Nick Reynolds/Bob Shane

Oh, do you know my Johnny, he is down in yonder lea' He`s sneakin` `round and creepin` and he`s, aye, watchin` me.
He`s pullin` and he`s teasin` but his meanin`s not so bad. If it`s ever going to be, tell me now, Johnny lad.
Tell me now, my Johnny laddie, tell me now, my Johnny lad. If it`s ever going to be, tell me now Johnny lad.

When the sheep are in the fold and the cows are in the byre and other lads and lasses sittin` `round a-roarin` fire.
There`s me, a silly lassie, just as like as if I`s mad, through the nooks and barley stooks, teasin` you, Johnny lad.
Teasin` you, my Johnny laddie, teasin` you, my Johnny lad. Through the nooks and barley stooks, teasin` you, Johnny lad.

Oh, Johnny`s blythe and bonnie. He`s the pride o` yonder lea and I love him best of any though he`s, aye, teasin` me.
Though he teases me and squeezes me and tickles me like mad. None comes near me that can cheer me like my own Johnny lad.
And it`s you, my Johnny laddie, aye, it`s you, my Johnny lad. None comes near me that can cheer me like my own Johnny lad.

Oh, my Johnny`s not a gentleman nor yet is he a laird but I would follow Johnny lad, although he was a card.
Oh, Johnny is a bonnie lad. He was once a lad of mine and I`ve never had a better lad though I`ve had twenty-nine.
And with you, my Johnny laddie, and with you, my Johnny lad, oh, I`ll dance the buckles of my shoes with you, Johnny lad.
And with you, my Johnny laddie, and with you, my Johnny lad, oh, I`ll dance the buckles of my shoes with you, Johnny lad.