Texty: Town Pants. Johnson's Motorcar.

It was down by Brannigan's corner one morning I did stray.
I met a fellow rebel and to me he did say
He had orders from our Captain to assemble at Dunbar
But how were we to get there without a motor car.

Oh Barney dear be of good cheer I'll tell you what you'll do.
The Specials they are plentiful but the I.R.A. are few,
We'll send a wire to Johnson to meet us at Stranlar
And we'll give the boys a jolly good ride in Johnson's Motor Car.

When Doctor Johnson heard the news he soon put on his shoes
He said this is an urgent case, there is not time to lose,
He then put on his castor hat and on his breast a star,
You could hear the din going through Glen Fin of Johnson's
Motor Car.

But when he got to the Railway Bridge, the rebels he saw there,
Ould Johnson knew the game was up for at him they did stare;
He said I have a permit to travel near and far,

To hell with your English permit, we want you motor car.

What will my loyal brethren think when they hear the news
My car it has been commandeered by the rebels at Dunluce,
We'll give you a receipt for it, all signed by Captain Barr
And when Ireland gets her freedom, boy, you'll get your motor car!

Well they put that car in motion and they filled it to the brim
With guns and bayonets shining, which made ould Johmon grim.
Then Barney hoisted the Sinn Fein flag and it fluttered like a star,
And we gave three cheers for the I.R.A. and Johnson's motor car.