I was young, I was just sixteen then
When you came up from Burma one day
And you told me to pack up my suitcase
And I did, and you took me away
I said, "Do you work nice and steady
Or do you go sailing and roving out to sea?"
And you said, "I have a job on the railroad
And baby, how swell it's all gonna be"
You said a lot, Johnny. It was all lies
You sure had me fooled, right from the start
I hate you when you laugh at me like that
Take that pipe out of your mouth, Johnny

Surabaya Johnny. Is it really the end?
Surabaya Johnny. Will the hurt ever mend?
Surabaya Johnny. Ooh, I burn at your touch
You got no heart, Johnny, but oh, I love you so much

Oh, at first you were kind and gentle
'Til I packed up and went off with you
And it lasted two weeks until one day
You laughed at me and hit me too
You dragged me all over the city
Up the river and down to the sea
Now I look at myself in the mirror
And some old woman looks back at me
You didn't want love, Johnny, you wanted money
I gave you all I had. You wanted more
Oh, don't look at me that way
I'm only trying to talk to you
Wipe that grin off your face, Johnny

Surabaya Johnny. Is it really the end?
Surabaya Johnny. Will the pain never mend?
Surabaya Johnny. How I burn at your touch
You got no heart, Johnny, but oh, I love you so much

When we met I forgot to ask you
Why they called you that funny name
But in every hotel on the seacoast
I found out, and I loved you all the same
I'm tired. I'm worn out
The sea's pounding in my ears
And I reach out my arms to hold you
You're not here and who even cares?
You got no heart, Johnny. You're just no good
You going now? Oh, tell me why
I love you after all, Johnny, like that very first day
Don't laugh at me no more, Johnny.

Surabaya Johnny. Is it really the end?
Surabaya Johnny. Will the hurt ever mend?
Surabaya Johnny. Oh, I burn at your touch
You got no heart, Johnny, but oh, I love you
I love you, I love you so much

Writer : WEILL, KURT / BRECHT, BERTOLT / HARTIG, HERBERT
Copyright : Lyrics © Warner/Chappell Music, Inc.