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My son John was tall and slim
and heâd a leg for evâry limb.
But now heâs got no legs at all
for he ran a race with a cannon ball
Timmy roo dun da, fadda riddle da
Whack foâ the riddle Timmy roo dun da
Well were ya drunk or were ya blind
when ya left your two fine legs behind
Or was it sailinâ on the sea
wore your two fine legs right down to the knee
Timmy roo dun da, fadda riddle da
Whack foâ the riddle Timmy roo dun da
I was not drunk, I was not blind
when I left my two fine legs behind
Nor was it sailinâ on the sea
wore my two fine legs right down to the knee
Timmy roo dun da, fadda riddle da
Whack foâ the riddle Timmy roo dun da
Each foreign war Iâll now denounce
âtween the King of England and the King of France
For Iâd rather my legs as they used to be
than the king of Spain and his whole navy
Timmy roo dun da, fadda riddle da
Whack foâ the riddle Timmy roo dun da
I was tall and I was slim
And Iâd a leg for evâry limb
But now Iâve got no legs at all
They were both shot away by a cannon ball
Timmy roo dun da, fadda riddle da
Whack foâ the riddle Timmy roo dun da
Well, I was tall and I was slim
And Iâd a leg for evâry limb
But now Iâve got no legs at all
They done come off on a cannon ball
Timmy roo dun da, fadda riddle da
Whack foâ the riddle Timmy roo dun da
Timmy roo dun da, fadda riddle da
Whack foâ the riddle Timmy roo dun da