Lyrics by Sandy Busby and Johnny Hash

The Ballad of Johnny Hash

Lyrics : Peter Dent

Done to the tune of "I Walk the Line" by Johnny Cash

JAH3 and World Premiere March 2nd, 2008

I keep a close watch on my monthly cash

To keep enough to pay for the next hash

Although I pant, wheez , sweat, and always whine.

I sure feel great  come down down time

I keep a look out for paper shreds

Remembering just what Constable said

On the run I will not accept tarriers

Because you're with the Jamaican Hash House Harriers

I find it very easy to mistake the trail

I guess that's what comes from being male

I plough ahead with no heed of the cost

Until I realize , oh hell, I'm lost

And then I hear the faint cries of ON ON ON

And in a fleeting moment they are gone

Thinking quickly, what would Shakespeare do ?

he'd say bugger it ...let's all have a brew

After the run, I'm feeling fit and fine

Because I've learned now, how to walk the line

I'm ready now for any other Hash

I just say Hello,…I'm Johnny Hash

Ceremonial HHH Songs

1

The traditional Hash Down Down Song
(latest politically correct version,
acknowledging participation of Harriettes)

Here's to _______, he(she)'s true blue
he(she)'s a hasher through and through
he(she)'s a piss-pot so they say,
tried to get to heaven
but he(she) went the other way!

Chorus:

Drink it Down Down Down Down
Down Down Down Down
(continue or go to "Why are we waiting?")

2

Why are we waiting?
(Clean public version;
Good for slow drinkers at the Down Down or
hurrying up barmaids and slow Hash Monks)
(Melody: Oh, Come All Ye Faithful)

Why are we wait-ing?
Why-y are we wait-ing?
Oh, why-y are we wa-ait-ing?
Oh, why, why, why?
Why are we wait-ing?
Why-y are we wa-ait-ing?
Oh, why-y are we wa-ai-ting
Oh, why, why, why?
(repeat as needed)

 

 

JAH3 Hymn

Hashing in the Sun
Version 3
(with apologies to Harry Belafonte)

1) JAH-3 Hashers of Kingston Town,
     This is the day when we drink and run.
     What keeps us going is the Red Stripe beer -
     Hope we can find our way home from here.

     Chorus

     Oh, Hashing in the sun,
     Up in the mountains, down in the sand,
     All the trails we will run and praise
     Our good fortune at being in Red Stripe Land.

2) If you follow the "On-On" call
     Echoing from a higgler's stall,
     You'll know it's not your lucky day -
     You'll be stitched up by the R/A.

     Chorus

3) Hashers come from all over the place;
     Different religions, gender and race;
     Tall and short, thin and fat -
     We all get a Down-Down when we get back.

     Chorus

4) I hope the day will never come
     When I can't partake of a JAH-3 run.
     Then a prayer for one small thing:
     Don't drink all the beer and leave me Ting

HHH Prayer

Our Lager
Which art in barrels,
Hallowed be thy drink.
Thy will be drunk,
I will be drunk,
At home as in the tavern.
Give us this day our foamy head,
And forgive us our spillages,
As we forgive those who spill against us.
And lead us not into incarceration,
But deliver us from hangovers.
For thine is the Beer, The Bitter, and the Lager,
Barmen.
(Submitted by TEAM DILDO - with sincere apoligies)