John C. Reilly My Son John
My son John was tall and slim
And he had a leg for every limb
Now he's got no legs at all
For he ran a race with a cannonball
Timmy doo dum da
Fa riddle da
Wack for me riddle timmy roo dum da
Were you deaf or were you blind
When ya left your two fine legs behind
Or was it sailing on the sea
Were two fine legs right down to your knee
Timmy doo dum da
Fa riddle da
Wack for me riddle timmy roo dum da
I wasn't deaf and I wasn't blind
When I left two fine legs behind
Nor was it sailing on the sea
Were two fine legs right down to your knee
Timmy doo dum da
Fa riddle da
Wack for me riddle timmy roo dum da
I was tall and I was slim
And I had a leg for every limb
Now I've got no legs at all
They were both shot away by a cannonball
Timmy doo dum da
Fa riddle da
Wack for me riddle timmy roo dum da
