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By special request, the song The Beggarman (Beggar Man) off of their 2003 CD Special Reserve.

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Lyrics:

Well I'm a little beggarman, I am a beggarman,

I'm a little beggar-beggarman, I am a beggar man X

Well I'm a little beggarman and begging I have been

for three score or more on this little isle of green.

And I'm known from the Liffey from the basement to the zoo,

And I'm known by the name of old Johnny Dhu.

Of all the trades that's goin' the beggin' is the best,

For when a man is tired he can sit down and rest

He can beg for his dinner, he's nothing else to do

When he comes around the corner with his old rig-a-doo.

And I met a little flaxy-haired girl one day

'Well good morning' little flaxy-haired girl,' did I say,

'Well good mornin' little beggarman, how do you do,

with your rags and your bags and your old rig-a-doo.'

I'll buy a pair of leggings and a collar and a tie,

And a nice young lady I will fetch by and by.

I'll buy a pair of goggles and I'll color them blue

And an old fashioned lady I will make of her too.

I've got the sky,

I've got the road.

I've got the sky...

The world is my home.

I'm a little beggarman, I am a beggar man,

And I slept way down, in a barn at Caurabawn

A wet night came on and I slept 'till the dawn

With holes in the roof and the rain coming through

And the rats and the cats, they were playing peek-a-boo

When who should awaken but the woman of the house

With her white spotty apron and her calico blouse

She began to frighten and I said "Boo!

Ah, don't be afraid ma'am it's only Johnny Dhu."

Die di die di diddle diddle dum

Di die di die di diddle diddle dum.

Diddle dum di diddle diddle dum.

I've got the sky,

I've got the road.

I've got the sky...

The world is my home.

And it's over the fields with my pack on my back

And over the fields with my great heavy sack

With the holes in my shoes and my toes peeping through

Singing skinny-me-rink a doodle o for old Johnny Dhu

I must be going to bed for it's getting late at night

When the fire's all raked and out goes the light

Now you've heard the story of me old rig-a-doo

It's goodnight and God be with you from old Johnny Dhu.