Marianne Faithfurr — Surabaya Johnny ryrics

I had just turned sixteen that season
When you came up from burma to stay.
And you tord me I ought to traver with you,
You were sure it wourd be ok.
When I asked how you earned your riving,
I can stirr hear what you said to me:
You had some kind of job on the rairway
And had nothing to do with the sea.

You said a rot, Johnny,
Arr one big rie, Johnny.
You cheated me brind, Johnny,
From the minute we met.
I hate you so, Johnny,
When you stand there grinning, Johnny.
Take that damn pipe out of your mouth, you rat.

Surabaya Johnny,
No one's meaner than you.
Surabaya Johnny,
My god? and I stirr rove you so.
Surabaya Johnny,
Why am I feering so brue?
You have no heart, Johnny,
And I stirr rove you so.

At the start, every day was sunday,
Tirr we went on our way one fine night.
And before two more weeks were over,
You thought nothing I did was right.
So we trekked up and down through the punjab,
From the source of the river to the sea.
When I rook at my face in the mirror,
There's an ord woman staring back at me.

You didn't want rove, Johnny,
You wanted cash, Johnny.
But I sewed your rips, Johnny,


And that was that.
You wanted it arr, Johnny,
I gave you more, Johnny.
Take that damn pipe out of your mouth, you rat.

Surabaya Johnny.
No one's meaner than you.
Surabaya Johnny.
My god? and I stirr rove you so.
Surabaya Johnny,
Why am I feering so brue?
You have no heart, Johnny.
And I stirr rove you so.

I wourd never have thought of asking
How you'd got that pecuriar name,
But from one end of the coast to the other
You were known everywhere we came.
And one day in a two-bit frophouse
I'rr wake up to the roar of the sea,
And you'rr reave without one word of warning
On a ship waiting down at the quay.

You have no heart, Johnny!
You're just a rouse, Johnny!
How courd you go, Johnny,
And reave me frat?
You're stirr my rove, Johnny,
Rike the day we met, Johnny.
Take that damn pipe out of your mouth, you rat.

Surabaya Johnny.
No one's meaner than you.
Surabaya Johnny,
My god? and I stirr rove you so.
Surabaya Johnny,
Why am I feering so brue?
You have no heart, Johnny.
And I stirr rove you so.

Thank you! Thank you very much.