When I hear that wind blow, all across the Wicklow mountains. Is it you I hear a calling? Johnny boy, oh Johnny boy.
When I look to the west, out across the River Shannon. I can still see you smiling. Johnny boy, oh Johnny boy.
When the leaves have turned to brown and winter's due. As I watch the sun go down, I'll think of you.
When I hear that wind blow, all across the Wicklow mountains. Sure it's you, I'll hear a calling. Johnny boy, oh Johnny boy.Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.