Where Ya Been Johnny? - The Tossers

You’ve been down to the orphanage.

Were ya down there messing with the girls?

I can tell ya been there John, for I see you’re back with your hair in curls

Did the nuns they chase ya John?

Or were you able to steal a kiss?

Or did Sister Kearney rough ya up?

Don’t come to my table looking like this

Where have ya been my Johnny, Johnny?

Where have ya been my Johnny-O?

You’ve been down there with the girls.

Did ya wash the germs right off of your

nose?

You’ve been down to the publican.

For I see you look a might distressed

Your clothes are tattered, your shoes are worn

And you’ve spewed up on your Sunday best

Don’t you want to be a good boy, smart in school, and be profound?

Get your ass up off of my chair, and you let Mr. McGuire sit down

Where have ya been my Johnny, Johnny?

Where have ya been my Johnny-O?

You’ve been down there with the girls.

Did ya wash the germs right off of your

nose?

And where have ya been my Johnny, Johnny?

And where have ya been my Johnny-O?

Now Mr. McGuire is takin' you, for I won’t raise a heathen child

We’re putting you into a home, you can’t live here, you’re far too wild

Don’t you think you’ll like it there?

You act like a criminal, it’s what you get

You’re in need of good reform.

They’ll pound you ‘til you thank ‘em for it

Where have ya been my Johnny, Johnny?

Where have ya been my Johnny-O?

You’ve been down there with the girls.

Did ya wash the germs right off of your

nose?

And where have ya been my Johnny, Johnny?

And where have ya been my Johnny-O?

And where have ya been my Johnny, Johnny?

And where have ya been my Johnny-O?