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"P" stands for Paddy, I suppose
"J" for my love John,
And the "W" stands for false Willie O
But Johnny is the fairest man
Johnny is the fairest man, my love,
Johnny is the fairest man.
And I don’t care what anybody says,
For Johnny is the fairest man...

As I roved out one fine May morning,
To view the meadows and flowers gate,
Who should I spy, but my own true lover
As she sat by yon willow tree.

I took off my hat and I did salute her,
I did salute her most courageously.
As she turned around, the tears fell from her

I went down in the valley to pray
Studyin' about them good old ways
And you will wear the stary crown
Oh Lord, show me the way

Oh mother let's go down
Let's go down don't you want to go down
Oh mother let's go down

When midnight comes and people homeward tread
Seek now your blanket and your feather bed
Home comes the rover, his journey's over
Yield up the night time to old John O' Dreams
Yield up the night time to old John O' Dreams

Across the hill, the sun has gone astray
Tomorrow's cares are many dreams away

At the Eight Mile Bridge in the county Down
I had honest parents of fame and renown
Oh had I been obedient and kept the command
I never would have broken the laws of the land

Right fol-lol-la-dee

My parents endeavoured to give me honest bread

It's of a jolly beggarman came tripping o'er the plain
He came unto a farmer's door a lodging for to gain
The farmer's daughter she came down and viewed him cheek and chin
She says, He is a handsome man. I pray you take him in

We'll go no more a roving, a roving in the night
We'll go no more a roving, let the moon shine so bright
We'll go no more a roving

T'was on one bright March morning I bid New Orleans adieu
And I took the rode to Jackson town, me fortune to renew
I cursed all foreign money, no credit could I gain
Which filled me heart with longin' for the Lakes of Pontchartain.

I stepped on board of a railroad car beneath the morning sun
And I rode the roads 'til evening and I laid me down again
All strangers here, no friends to me 'til a dark girl towards me came

There were three drunken maidens
Came from the Isle of Wight,
They drunk from Monday morning
Nor stopped till Saturday night.
When Saturday night did come, me boys,
They wouldn't then go out.
These three drunken maidens,
They pushed the jug about.

Lonely the life that once I led
Strange the paths on which we tread.
Led me to you, and lightly but true
As ever, girl, clouding my view.

Rainy the day the first time we met
Deep was the talk as we lay on your bed
It didn't seem wrong to sing a sad song

You rambling boys of pleasure
Give ear unto these lines I write
I own I am a rover
In rambling I take great delight
I cast my mind on a handsome girl
And often times she does me slight
My mind is never easy
Except when my true love, is in my sight.