My Son John My son John was tall and slim He had a leg for every limb But now he's got no legs at all For he run a race with a cannonball With me roo rum rar, faddle diddle dar Whack faddlle liddle with me roo rum rar. Oh were you deaf, were you blind When you left your two fine legs behind Or was it sailing on the sea Lost your two fine legs right down to the knee With me roo rum rar etc. Oh I was not deaf, I was not blind When I left my two fine legs behind Nor was it sailing on the sea, Lost my two fine legs right down to the knee With me roo rum rar, etc. For I was tall, I was slim And I had a leg for every limb, But now I've got no legs at all, They were both shot away by a cannonball. With me roo rum rar, etc. note: a Mrs. McGrath variant, recorded on Tim Hart and Maddy Prior's Folk Songs of Olde England vol. 2 DS Apr98
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