I met a little foxy-haired girl one day
“Good mornin’, little foxy-haired girl“ I’d say
“Good mornin’ little beggarman, how do you do
With your bags and your rags and your old raggadhu”
Who should awaken but the woman of the house
With a white spotted apron and a calico blouse
She began to frighten, so I said “Boo!
S*, don’t be afraid, it’s old Johnny Dhu”
Great Big Sea
The lyrics rather made me think of raijna.