The Irish Rovers - Sullivan's John lyrics

Sullivan's John to the roads ye've gone Far away from y'er native home Ye've gone with the tinker's daughter Far along the road to roam Sullivan's John ye won't stick it long For y'er belly will soon get slack And y'll roam the road with a mighty loadY'er tool box on your back I met Katy McFie and her fat baby Behind on her back strapped on She had a big stick all in her hand To drive her donkey on Inquiring at every farmer's house As along the road she'd pa** Where can I find a pot to mend? Can me donkey graze your gra**? There's a fair somwhere in the county Clare Near a place they call Spaniard's Dam Where Katy and me and the fat baby Got caught by her tinker clan They tied me uip in a donkey cart While Kate and the baby looked on Oh I rue the day that I went away To join with the tinker band