| Song | Johnny Head-In-Air |
| Artist | The Tiger Lillies |
| Album | Shockheaded Peter |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| As he trudged along to school | |
| It was always Johnny’s rule | |
| To be looking at the sky | |
| And the clouds that floated by | |
| Just before him there did lay | |
| In his in his in his way | |
| Johnny never thought about | |
| So that everyone cried out | |
| Well look at Johnny Johnny there | |
| Little Johnny Johnny Head-In-Air | |
| Running in Johnny’s way | |
| Came a little dog one day | |
| Johnny’s eyes were still astray | |
| In the sky every day | |
| And he never heard them cry | |
| Johnny mind the dog is nigh | |
| Down they fell with such a thump | |
| Johnny and dog in a lump | |
| Once with head as high as ever | |
| Johnny walked beside the river | |
| Johnny watched the swallows trying | |
| Which was the cleverest at flying | |
| Oh what fun oh what fun | |
| Johnny watched the bright round sun | |
| Going in and coming out | |
| That was all he thought about | |
| So he strode on only think | |
| To the river’s river’s very brink | |
| Where the bank was high and steep | |
| And the water water very deep | |
| And the fishes in a row | |
| Stared to see him coming coming so | |
| One more step oh sad to tell | |
| Headlong in Johnny fell | |
| Here are the fishes in dismay | |
| Wagged their tails and ran away | |
| Here lay Johnny on his face | |
| With his little red writing case | |
| And the fishes one two three | |
| Came back again you see | |
| Up they came a moment after | |
| To see Johnny in the here and after | |
| Each popped up his little head | |
| To tease poor Johnny who was dead | |
| Yeah each popped up his little head | |
| To tease poor Johnny who was dead |
| As he trudged along to school | |
| It was always Johnny' s rule | |
| To be looking at the sky | |
| And the clouds that floated by | |
| Just before him there did lay | |
| In his in his in his way | |
| Johnny never thought about | |
| So that everyone cried out | |
| Well look at Johnny Johnny there | |
| Little Johnny Johnny HeadInAir | |
| Running in Johnny' s way | |
| Came a little dog one day | |
| Johnny' s eyes were still astray | |
| In the sky every day | |
| And he never heard them cry | |
| Johnny mind the dog is nigh | |
| Down they fell with such a thump | |
| Johnny and dog in a lump | |
| Once with head as high as ever | |
| Johnny walked beside the river | |
| Johnny watched the swallows trying | |
| Which was the cleverest at flying | |
| Oh what fun oh what fun | |
| Johnny watched the bright round sun | |
| Going in and coming out | |
| That was all he thought about | |
| So he strode on only think | |
| To the river' s river' s very brink | |
| Where the bank was high and steep | |
| And the water water very deep | |
| And the fishes in a row | |
| Stared to see him coming coming so | |
| One more step oh sad to tell | |
| Headlong in Johnny fell | |
| Here are the fishes in dismay | |
| Wagged their tails and ran away | |
| Here lay Johnny on his face | |
| With his little red writing case | |
| And the fishes one two three | |
| Came back again you see | |
| Up they came a moment after | |
| To see Johnny in the here and after | |
| Each popped up his little head | |
| To tease poor Johnny who was dead | |
| Yeah each popped up his little head | |
| To tease poor Johnny who was dead |
| As he trudged along to school | |
| It was always Johnny' s rule | |
| To be looking at the sky | |
| And the clouds that floated by | |
| Just before him there did lay | |
| In his in his in his way | |
| Johnny never thought about | |
| So that everyone cried out | |
| Well look at Johnny Johnny there | |
| Little Johnny Johnny HeadInAir | |
| Running in Johnny' s way | |
| Came a little dog one day | |
| Johnny' s eyes were still astray | |
| In the sky every day | |
| And he never heard them cry | |
| Johnny mind the dog is nigh | |
| Down they fell with such a thump | |
| Johnny and dog in a lump | |
| Once with head as high as ever | |
| Johnny walked beside the river | |
| Johnny watched the swallows trying | |
| Which was the cleverest at flying | |
| Oh what fun oh what fun | |
| Johnny watched the bright round sun | |
| Going in and coming out | |
| That was all he thought about | |
| So he strode on only think | |
| To the river' s river' s very brink | |
| Where the bank was high and steep | |
| And the water water very deep | |
| And the fishes in a row | |
| Stared to see him coming coming so | |
| One more step oh sad to tell | |
| Headlong in Johnny fell | |
| Here are the fishes in dismay | |
| Wagged their tails and ran away | |
| Here lay Johnny on his face | |
| With his little red writing case | |
| And the fishes one two three | |
| Came back again you see | |
| Up they came a moment after | |
| To see Johnny in the here and after | |
| Each popped up his little head | |
| To tease poor Johnny who was dead | |
| Yeah each popped up his little head | |
| To tease poor Johnny who was dead |