| Song | Surabaya Johnny |
| Artist | Marianne Faithfull |
| Album | 20th Century Blues |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| I had just turned sixteen that season | |
| When you came up from Burma to stay. | |
| And you told me I ought to travel with you, | |
| You were sure it would be OK. | |
| When I asked how you earned your living, | |
| I can still hear what you said to me: | |
| You had some kind of job on the railway | |
| And had nothing to do with the sea. | |
| You said a lot, Johnny, | |
| All one big lie, Johnny. | |
| You cheated me blind, 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 still love you so. | |
| Surabaya Johnny, | |
| Why am I feeling so blue ? | |
| You have no heart, Johnny, | |
| And I still love you so. | |
| At the start, every day was Sunday, | |
| Till 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 look at my face in the mirror, | |
| There's an old woman staring back at me. | |
| You didn't want love, Johnny, | |
| You wanted cash, Johnny. | |
| But I sewed your lips, Johnny, | |
| And that was that. | |
| You wanted it all, 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 still love you so. | |
| Surabaya Johnny, | |
| Why am I feeling so blue ? | |
| You have no heart, Johnny. | |
| And I still love you so. | |
| I would never have thought of asking | |
| How you'd got that peculiar name, | |
| But from one end of the coast to the other | |
| You were known everywhere we came. | |
| And one day in a two-bit flophouse | |
| I'll wake up to the roar of the sea, | |
| And you'll leave without one word of warning | |
| On a ship waiting down at the quay. | |
| You have no heart, Johnny! | |
| You're just a louse, Johnny! | |
| How could you go, Johnny, | |
| And leave me flat ? | |
| You're still my love, Johnny, | |
| Like 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 still love you so. | |
| Surabaya Johnny, | |
| Why am I feeling so blue ? | |
| You have no heart, Johnny. | |
| And I still love you so. | |
| Thank you! Thank you very much. |
| I had just turned sixteen that season | |
| When you came up from Burma to stay. | |
| And you told me I ought to travel with you, | |
| You were sure it would be OK. | |
| When I asked how you earned your living, | |
| I can still hear what you said to me: | |
| You had some kind of job on the railway | |
| And had nothing to do with the sea. | |
| You said a lot, Johnny, | |
| All one big lie, Johnny. | |
| You cheated me blind, 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 still love you so. | |
| Surabaya Johnny, | |
| Why am I feeling so blue ? | |
| You have no heart, Johnny, | |
| And I still love you so. | |
| At the start, every day was Sunday, | |
| Till 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 look at my face in the mirror, | |
| There' s an old woman staring back at me. | |
| You didn' t want love, Johnny, | |
| You wanted cash, Johnny. | |
| But I sewed your lips, Johnny, | |
| And that was that. | |
| You wanted it all, 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 still love you so. | |
| Surabaya Johnny, | |
| Why am I feeling so blue ? | |
| You have no heart, Johnny. | |
| And I still love you so. | |
| I would never have thought of asking | |
| How you' d got that peculiar name, | |
| But from one end of the coast to the other | |
| You were known everywhere we came. | |
| And one day in a twobit flophouse | |
| I' ll wake up to the roar of the sea, | |
| And you' ll leave without one word of warning | |
| On a ship waiting down at the quay. | |
| You have no heart, Johnny! | |
| You' re just a louse, Johnny! | |
| How could you go, Johnny, | |
| And leave me flat ? | |
| You' re still my love, Johnny, | |
| Like 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 still love you so. | |
| Surabaya Johnny, | |
| Why am I feeling so blue ? | |
| You have no heart, Johnny. | |
| And I still love you so. | |
| Thank you! Thank you very much. |
| I had just turned sixteen that season | |
| When you came up from Burma to stay. | |
| And you told me I ought to travel with you, | |
| You were sure it would be OK. | |
| When I asked how you earned your living, | |
| I can still hear what you said to me: | |
| You had some kind of job on the railway | |
| And had nothing to do with the sea. | |
| You said a lot, Johnny, | |
| All one big lie, Johnny. | |
| You cheated me blind, 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 still love you so. | |
| Surabaya Johnny, | |
| Why am I feeling so blue ? | |
| You have no heart, Johnny, | |
| And I still love you so. | |
| At the start, every day was Sunday, | |
| Till 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 look at my face in the mirror, | |
| There' s an old woman staring back at me. | |
| You didn' t want love, Johnny, | |
| You wanted cash, Johnny. | |
| But I sewed your lips, Johnny, | |
| And that was that. | |
| You wanted it all, 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 still love you so. | |
| Surabaya Johnny, | |
| Why am I feeling so blue ? | |
| You have no heart, Johnny. | |
| And I still love you so. | |
| I would never have thought of asking | |
| How you' d got that peculiar name, | |
| But from one end of the coast to the other | |
| You were known everywhere we came. | |
| And one day in a twobit flophouse | |
| I' ll wake up to the roar of the sea, | |
| And you' ll leave without one word of warning | |
| On a ship waiting down at the quay. | |
| You have no heart, Johnny! | |
| You' re just a louse, Johnny! | |
| How could you go, Johnny, | |
| And leave me flat ? | |
| You' re still my love, Johnny, | |
| Like 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 still love you so. | |
| Surabaya Johnny, | |
| Why am I feeling so blue ? | |
| You have no heart, Johnny. | |
| And I still love you so. | |
| Thank you! Thank you very much. |