So where have ya been my Johnny, Johnny? And where have ya been my Johnny-O?

You've been down to the orphanage Were ya down there messing with the girls?
I can tell ya been there John, for I see you're back with your hair in curls
Did the nuns they chase ya John? Or were you able to steal a kiss?
Or did Sister Kearney rough ya up? Don't come to my table looking like this

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Where have ya been my Johnny, Johnny? Where have ya been my Johnny-O?
You've been down there with the girls Did ya wash the germs right off of your nose?

You've been down to the publican For I see you look a might distressed
Your clothes are tattered, your shoes are worn,
and you've spewed up on your Sunday best
Don't you want to be a good boy, smart in school, and be profound?
Get your ass up off of my chair, and you let Mr McGuire sit down

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And where have ya been my Johnny, Johnny? And where have ya been my Johnny-O?

Now Mr McGuire is takin' you, for I won't raise a heathen child
We're putting you into a home, you can't live here, you're far too wild
Don't you think you'll like it there? You act like a criminal, it's what you get
You're in need of good reform They'll pound you ‘til you thank ‘em for it

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And where have ya been my Johnny, Johnny? And where have ya been my Johnny-O?
And where have ya been my Johnny, Johnny? And where have ya been my Johnny-O?