Oh,
I'm
just in the vein of a nice refrain
So pay attention round
And the name I'll tell of a
fine young swell
And a rich young man called Brown
He lifted in the end from a riffled core
All you who listen to me ode
He drove and aye he was not too shy
With the girls along the road
With the girls along the road,
with the girls along the road
Peter Ove and I, he was not too shy
with the girls along the road
Now Brown was a spark,
rather fond of a lark,
a varied man, though not chaste
And little he cared if his own wife heard
if another girl took his taste
And there he was dressed
in his regimental best,
as proud as a peacock strode
Admiring the girls
with their long hair curled
as they walked along the road
As they walked along the road,
as they walked along the road
Admiring the girls with
their long hair curled
As they walked along the road
When he courted the girl
with nice curly hair
Black boots and a red leather belt
And he idly talked as along
they walked
Endeavouring her heart to melt
And this gay cavalier
with a wink and a leer
Inquired her name and abode
And he felt as grand as
a lord of the land
With the girls along the road
With the girls along the road,
with the girls along the road
And he felt as grand as a
lord of the land
with the girls along the road
Then Mr Brown and his love
sat down
in a public house nearby
And he called for a drain
of a good champagne
and a pint of Stoutford by
Then his arm he placed
around her waist
and his heart with love overflowed
It's a grand old night to be holding tight
with the girls along the road
With the girls along the road,
with the girls along the road
It's a grand old night to be
holdin' tight
with the girls along the road
Now this funny little man,
he had just begun his love
tales to outpour
When who should appear
but his own wife dear,
peepin' in at the parlour door
With the bound like a bear,
she fastened in his hair,
all signs of her anger showed
Said, I'll tear away your eyes
if you go to exercise
with the girls along the road
With the girls along the road,
with the girls along the road
Said, I'll tear away your eyes
if you go to exercise
with the girls along the road
Now, to set matters right,
these wo men had a fight,
a right fur tumble up and down
And they said to smithereens,
hats, coats and crinolines,
and then they said they'll
work on for round
He was bloody well thrashed,
death had all passed
from the fury on him bestowed
And his fine uniform was all
tattered in the storm
with the girls along the road
With the girls along the road,
with the girls along the road
And his fine uniform was all
tattered in the storm
with the girls along the road
He was lifted by the po lice
for disturbing all the peace
and taken to a police cell
There were ruminate on his
sad and lucky fate
like many's a fine young swell
And the very next day,
sure his wife ran away
Because of this little episode
He's about here still,
but I think he's had his fill
With the girls along the road
With the girls along the road
With the girls along the road
He's about here still,
but I think he's had his fill
With the girls along the road
You
The Irish Rovers 
