On the morning i was born
John Joe Reilly killed a bird with a stone
Not a goose, or a hen
John Joe Reilly killed a wren
John Joe Reilly killed a wren
Twenty- one,
the longest night in winter
When the sun is deepest in her slumber
Follow me around the moon
Meet me on the twenty- first of June
Meet me on the twenty- first on June
Marry me 'neath the king of
the trees
Below the oak Joe Reilly spoke to me
I was then still green and thin
My daddy hunted him
My daddy hunted him
Now in the sea, there lives a million fishes
And in the sky,
there lives a million wishes
One of mine
Is that someday someone'd name
a horse Seabiscuit
Me and I, we'd ride into the mystic
Me and I, we'd ride into
the mystic
I followed him into the tree
I gave my heart and all of me
Don't tell a soul, John Joe,
where'd you been
Or a soul that i have sinned
Or a soul that i have sinned
If i'd had known, i'd have
cut your tongue
Now the world knows of what i've done
The oak, the ash,
the king and queen
The highest shame hang
s over me
The highest shame hangs over me
So bury me beneath the queen
Below the ash with the birds and the bee
Re- sow us back into the green
island bouncing on the sea
Island bouncing on the sea
On the morning i was born
John Joe Reilly killed a bird
with a stone
Not a goose or a hen
John Joe Reilly killed a wren
John Joe Reilly killed a wren