Full Lyrics
When first my Johnnie lad came to this town,
he had a blue bonnet that wanted the crown,
but now he has gotten a hat and a feather,
hooray, my brave Johnnie lad, cock up your beaver!
Cock up your beaver, and cock it full spruce;
we'll over the border and give them a brush;
there's somebody there we'll teach better behaviour,
hooray, my brave Johnnie lad, cock up your beaver!
Bullets are whistling, they fly past your head,
but think of your sweethearts and don't be afraid!
And if your cheek's wounded where the bullets have bruised you,
hooray, my brave Johnnie, the more I will love you!
