John Joe Yer A Good One


Music and lyrics by Richie Kavanagh

(Richie) “John Joe Nevin, what way are ya?”
(John Joe) “I hear ye wrote an’ auld song about me Richie”
(Richie) “I did, I did. I did listen..”

Chorus
John Joe Nevin yer a good one, the man from Mullingar.
Even as a young lad, people said ye would go far.
Ya headed off for London, yer spirits were so high.
Ya won an’ Olympic medal,  jaysus John Joe yer some boy.

John Joe started boxing, at seven years of age.
An’ showed great potential, at an early stage.
Ya won three Irish titles, before he was thirteen.
One day he’d box for Ireland, one day he’d wear the green.

(John Joe) ‘Good auld song, Richie.”

Chorus
John Joe Nevin yer a good one, the man from Mullingar.
Even as a young lad, people said ya would go far.
Ya headed off for London, yer spirits were so high.
Ya won an Olympic medal,  jaysus John Joe yer some boy.

Then he moved to Cavan, where the training did begin.
He boxed all over Europe an’ he started for ta win.
The first Irish man to win, two world medal fights.
An’ at the age of eighteen, Beijing was in his sights.

(John Joe) “Keep her lit Richie, your a good one.”

Chorus
John Joe Nevin yer a good one, the man from Mullingar.
Even as a young lad, people said ya would go far.
Ya headed off for London, yer spirits were so high.
Ya won an Olympic medal, jaysus John Joe yer some boy.

(JohnJoe) “You any good to fight, Richie?”
(Richie) “I was great for fighting at the marquee dances.”
(John Joe) “Put ’em up, put ’em up.”
(Richie) “Ah there good one.”

He won everything was ta be won, but still he had a dream.
Ta box again for Ireland, on the Olympic boxing team.
John Joe had a dream, the dream it did come true.
To represent his country, win an Olympic medal too.

Chorus
John Joe Nevin yer a good one, the man from Mullingar.
Even as a young lad, people said ya would go far.
Ya headed off for London, yer spirits were so high.
Yea won an Olympic medal, jaysus John Joe yer some boy.

(John Joe) “I’ll do the aul shuffle for ye Richie.”

The Mulllingar shuffle, keeps him lively on his feet.
When John Joe does the shuffle, sure he’s very hard ta beat.
John Joe yer a good one, good luck now in Brazil.
An bring us back a medal, as we know ye surely will.

(Richie) “Yer quare good on the feet John Joe.”
(John Joe) “Your right there.”

Chorus
John Joe Nevin yer a good one, the man from Mullingar.
Even as a young lad, people said ya would go far.
Ya headed off for London, yer spirits were so high.
Ya won an Olympic medal, jaysus John Joe yer some boy.

(Richie) “John Joe are ye any good ta sing?”
(John Joe) “Not too bad, I’ll give it a go.”
(Richie) “Here this one, we’ll have a go.”

A ruddily-doddley-dah.
A roddeley-doddely-dory-idle-dah.
A ruddily-dodely- iddely-dory-idel-doh.

(Richie) “I think you should keep to the boxing John Joe!!”
(John Joe) “I think you should keep to the singing Richie!!”
(Richie) “And that’s the truth!!”