Lyrics and notes copied from MySongBook.de (and punctuation added by me—JD):


JOHNNY JUMP UP
(Trad / Tadhg Jordan)
(as sung by Jimmy Crowley)

CHORUS: Oh never, oh never, oh never again
If I live to a hundred or a hundred and ten!
I fell to the ground and I couldn't get up
After drinking a jar of the Johnny Jump Up.

1. I'll tell ye a story that happened to me
One day as I went out to Youghal by the Sea.
The sun it was bright and the day it was warm.
Says I, "A quiet pint wouldn't do me no harm."
I went in and I called for a bottle of stout.
Says the barman, "I'm sorry; all the beer is sold out.
Try whiskey or Paddy, ten years in the wood."
Says I, "I'll try cider; I heard it was good."

2. The next thing I met down in Youghal by the Sea
Was a cripple on crutches, and says he to me:
"I'm afraid o' me life I'll get a belt of a car.
Won't you help me across to the Railwayman's Bar?"
After drinkin' a quart of the cider so sweet,
He threw down his crutches and he danced on his feet,
So we ordered two more and a toast we drank up
To the world's finest doctor, old Johnny Jump Up.

3. Sure after a while sure I felt well enough
So says I, "Fill another; that cider's great stuff."
After drinking the third, sure I made for the yard
And I bumped into Brophy, the big Civic Guard.
"Come here to me, Mac; don't you know I'm the law?"
I upped with my fist and I shattered his jaw.
He fell on his back with his toes turned up,
But it wasn't I hit him; 'twas the Johnny Jump Up.

4. I was brought up in gaol for being drunk on the street.
After two pints of porter, I was out on my feet.
Said the guard testing me, "Say these word if you can:
'Around the rugged rocks the ragged rascal ran.' "
When I managed that fine sure he asked me to state
That 'I rattled my bottles outside Malachy's gate',
But the 'British Constitution' fairly bottled me up,
And I got fourteen days without Johnny Jump Up.

5. I went up the Lee road a friend to see—
They call it the Madhouse in Cork by the Lee—
But when I got up there—I don't like to tell—
They had the poor sod sore tied up in a cell.
Says he, "Hello, Jordan; to see you I'm glad.
Tell 'em I'm not crazy; tell 'em I'm not mad.
All that I had was a slug from a cup
Of that lunatic soup they call Johnny Jump Up."

6. A man died in Cork Union by the name of McNabb.
We washed him and we laid him outside on a slab.
O'Connor came up then his measure to take,
And his wife took him home to a bloody fine wake.
'Twas about twelve o'clock and the beer it was high.
The corpse he jumped up and says he with a sigh:
"No, I can't get to heaven; they won't let me up
Till I bring them a jug of th' old Johnny Jump Up."

7. So come all you young fellows and ladies as well.
Beware of that stuff that they brew in Clonmel,
For God only knows whether you'll wind up
In a madhouse or gaol after Johnny Jump Up.

[Youghal, pron. 'Yawl' - coastal town in East Cork]

Susannes Folksong-Notizen

[1977:] Because of the general shortage of materials during the first World War cider was stored in casks which had been used for maturing whiskey. The cider drew the spirit from the wood and the result was 'Johnny' a cider so potent, as the song tells us, that it was a sure ticket to heaven. 'Up the Lee Road' implies much more than it says to Cork people, as the Mental Hospital is situated up there. (Notes Jimmy Crowley, 'The Boys of Fair Hill')

[1984:] Came to me from Jimmy Crowley from Cork, who I first heard singing it upstairs in a tent. (Christy Moore Songbook 53)

[1998:] During the Hitler war, rations and restrictions were an everyday event. In the best spirit of recycling, Bulmers of Clonmel stowed a new run of cider in old wooden whiskey barrels not realising that a delicious intercourse between the fresh young cider and the slumbering spirit would ensue. This is the original version given to me by its author, Tadhg Jordan of Cork. Another story goes that Tadhg wrote the song to secure the threatened job of a friend who worked for the famous brewery. Sales soared evidently after the success of the song and subsequently the post was saved! (Jimmy Crowley, notes 'Uncorked!')