Johnny Boy

	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.