调：Ab major•
Verse 1
In
Castletown,
In
Newcastle
With
Kitty and
Judy and
Mary
for being such a rake
And for spending me time
the good nature of
Jane,
Yer a fog o' my jude, mar a thashe.
to shake and to mow,
set down on a high speculation.
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And in
Rathkeel, the girdles all around
There's one from
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Though being from the mountains, her stockings are white,
and I'd love to be tightening
her girthers.
ne 'er was inclined,
they must leave
But I'll purchase a cow that'll never run dry,
John
Shrone had plenty of gold,
And
Lord
The old cow could be milked without clover or grass,
sweet corn, and the hops.
She'd be warm, she'd be stout,
And she'd milk without spence
and her halter.
And the man that would drink, he'd eat
And the feeble old hag,
shade.
there's some say I'm wise,
Though being fond of the women, I think,
King
David, he had ten thousand wives,
And his wisdom was highly regarded.
If there'd be war in the cabin themselves,
Fogham would shoot
Horshay.
But now for the future, I think I'll get wise and
I'll marry all those women who acted
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so kind.
Aye, I'd marry them all on the morrow by -and
-by if the clergy'd agree to the bargain.
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And then when I'd be old and me soul be at rest,
could keen at me wake.
Aye, they'd all gather
round, and they'd offer up prayers
To the
Lord for the soul of their father.
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