Linda Connell Studley: Music

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Oh, Johnny, Oh is a galloping tale of true love, a nick-of-time rescue with a, perhaps slightly skeptical, happy ending.

Tell me Oh, Johnny Oh, Oh, Johnny Oh
Are you comin’ home soon, now I’ve just got to know
I’ve been waiting five years here with nothing to show
Will you take or forsake me my own Johnny, Oh

I’ve turned down the carter, his prospects were fine
I told the young parson he’s wasting his time
The butcher, the blacksmith have all had a go
I told them I’m waiting for you Johnny, Oh

My mother she wails that I’m wasting my life
A girl who’s too choosy will ne’er be a wife
She begged and she pleaded but still I say no
For I will have no one but you Johnny, oh

My father he told me he’s tired of the strife
He’ll find me a man who will make me his wife
For wed you must be or you’ll soon be too old
But I told him I’d wed only you Johnny, Oh

My father took matters into his own hands
He’d said I’d be married and Johnny be damned
Now here I stand by the fish monger’s side
Oh Lord, please don’t make me a fish monger’s bride

Are those hoof beats I hear, is that Johnny I see
Ridin’ hell bent for leather and calling to me
He stoops in the saddle and sweeps me away
And I will be wed to my Johnny today

Tell me Oh, Johnny Oh, Oh Johnny Oh
As off through the heather together we go
After five years of waiting I still need to know
Will you take or forsake me my own Johnny Oh
Will you take or forsake me my own Johnny Oh