I'm a sailor peg, and I lost my leg
I climbed up the topsails, I lost my leg
I'm shipping up to Boston,(whoa oh oh)
I'm shipping up to Boston,(whoa oh oh)
I'm shipping off To find my wooden leg
When on the road to sweet Athy, hurroo hurroo
When on the road to sweet Athy, hurroo hurroo
When on the road to sweet Athy
A stick in the hand, a drop in the eye
A doleful damsel I heard cry
Johnny I hardly knew ya
We had guns and drums and drums and guns, hurroo hurroo
We had guns and drums and drums and guns, hurroo hurroo
We had guns and drums and drums and guns
The enemy never slew ya
Johnny I hardly knew ya
I'm shipping up to Boston,(whoa oh oh)
I'm shipping up to Boston,(whoa oh oh)
I'm shipping off To find my wooden leg
The pictures tell the story
This life has many shades
I’d wake up every morning and before I’d start each day
I’d take a drag from last nights cigarette
That smoldered in it’s tray
Down a little something and then be on my way
I traveled far and wide
And laid this head in many ports
I was guided by a compass
I saw beauty to the north
I drew the tales of many lives
And wore the faces of my own
I had these memories all around me
So I wouldn’t be alone
Some may be from showing up
Others are from growing up
Sometimes I was so messed up and didn’t have a clue
I ain’t winning no one over
I wear it just for you
I’ve got your name written here
In a rose tattoo
In a rose tattoo In a rose tattoo
I’ve got your name written here In a rose tattoo
In a rose tattoo In a rose tattoo
I’ve got your name written here In a rose tattoo
I'm shipping up to Boston,(whoa oh oh)
I'm shipping up to Boston,(whoa oh oh)
I'm shipping off To find my wooden leg