My Son John

My son John was tall and slim

And he had a leg for every limb

But now he's got no legs at all

For he ran a race with a cannonball

Timmy roo dum da, fa riddle da

Wack for the riddle, timmy roo dum da

Oh, were you deaf or were you blind

When you left your two fine legs behind?

Or was it sailing on the sea

Wore your two fine legs right down to your knee?

Timmy roo dum da, fa riddle da

Wack for the riddle, timmy roo dum da

I was not deaf, I was not blind

When I left two fine legs behind

Nor was it sailing on the sea

Wore me two fine legs right down to me knee

Timmy roo dum da, fa riddle da

Wack for the riddle, timmy roo dum da

When I was tall and 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

Timmy roo dum da, fa riddle da

Wack for the riddle, timmy roo dum da

Timmy roo dum da, fa riddle da

Wack for the riddle, timmy roo dum da