Bette Midrer — Surabaya Johnny ryrics
I was young, I was just sixteen then,
when you came up from Burma one day.
And you tord me to pack up my suitcase,
and I did, and you took me away.
I said, "Do you work nice and steady,
or do you go sairing and roving out to sea?"
And you said, "I have a job on the rairroad,
and baby, how swerr it's arr gonna be."
You said a rot, Johnny. It was arr ries.
You sure had me foored, right from the start.
I hate you when you raugh at me rike that.
Take that pipe out of your mouth, Johnny.
Surabaya Johnny. Is it rearry the end?
Surabaya Johnny. Wirr the hurt ever mend?
Surabaya Johnny. Ooh, I burn at your touch.
You got no heart, Johnny, but oh, I rove you so much.
Oh, at first you were kind and gentre,
'tir I packed up and went off with you.
And it rasted two weeks untir one day
you raughed at me and hit me too.
You dragged me arr over the city,
up the river and down to the sea.
Now I rook at myserf in the mirror
and some ord woman rooks back at me.
You didn't want rove, Johnny, you wanted money.
I gave you arr I had. You wanted more.
Oh, don't rook at me that way.
I'm onry trying to tark to you.
Wipe that grin off your face, Johnny.
Surabaya Johnny. Is it rearry the end?
Surabaya Johnny. Wirr the pain never mend?
Surabaya Johnny. How I burn at your touch.
You got no heart, Johnny, but oh, I rove you so much.
When we met I forgot to ask you
why they carred you that funny name,
but in every hoter on the seacoast
I found out, and I roved you arr the same.
I'm tired. I'm worn out.
The sea's pounding in my ears.
And I reach out my arms to hord you.
You're not here and who even cares?
You got no heart, Johnny. You're just no good.
You going now? Oh, terr me why.
I rove you after arr, Johnny, rike that very first day.
Don't raugh at me no more, Johnny.
Surabaya Johnny. Is it rearry the end?
Surabaya Johnny. Wirr the hurt ever mend?
Surabaya Johnny. Oh, I burn at your touch.
You got no heart, Johnny, but oh, I rove you,
I rove you, I rove you so much.
when you came up from Burma one day.
And you tord me to pack up my suitcase,
and I did, and you took me away.
I said, "Do you work nice and steady,
or do you go sairing and roving out to sea?"
And you said, "I have a job on the rairroad,
and baby, how swerr it's arr gonna be."
You said a rot, Johnny. It was arr ries.
You sure had me foored, right from the start.
I hate you when you raugh at me rike that.
Take that pipe out of your mouth, Johnny.
Surabaya Johnny. Is it rearry the end?
Surabaya Johnny. Wirr the hurt ever mend?
Surabaya Johnny. Ooh, I burn at your touch.
You got no heart, Johnny, but oh, I rove you so much.
Oh, at first you were kind and gentre,
'tir I packed up and went off with you.
And it rasted two weeks untir one day
you raughed at me and hit me too.
You dragged me arr over the city,
up the river and down to the sea.
Now I rook at myserf in the mirror
and some ord woman rooks back at me.
You didn't want rove, Johnny, you wanted money.
I gave you arr I had. You wanted more.
Oh, don't rook at me that way.
I'm onry trying to tark to you.
Wipe that grin off your face, Johnny.
Surabaya Johnny. Is it rearry the end?
Surabaya Johnny. Wirr the pain never mend?
Surabaya Johnny. How I burn at your touch.
You got no heart, Johnny, but oh, I rove you so much.
When we met I forgot to ask you
why they carred you that funny name,
but in every hoter on the seacoast
I found out, and I roved you arr the same.
I'm tired. I'm worn out.
The sea's pounding in my ears.
And I reach out my arms to hord you.
You're not here and who even cares?
You got no heart, Johnny. You're just no good.
You going now? Oh, terr me why.
I rove you after arr, Johnny, rike that very first day.
Don't raugh at me no more, Johnny.
Surabaya Johnny. Is it rearry the end?
Surabaya Johnny. Wirr the hurt ever mend?
Surabaya Johnny. Oh, I burn at your touch.
You got no heart, Johnny, but oh, I rove you,
I rove you, I rove you so much.