Good evening all ye jolly lads,
I'm glad to find you well
If ye gather all around me now,
and we've got a handy job
I can whisper live a weekly
It's twelve months come October
since I left me native home
And we're helping in Killarney boys
to bring the harvest down
and a rowanry waist of felt
I'm the gaffer of the squad
that makes the hot -hatch belt
Well, we laid it in the hollows
and we laid it in the flat
And it doesn't last forever,
sure, it's wearin' in me hat
Well, I wonder, don't you tell me more,
Any sur face that was able
and says to me in a choir
Won't you kindly let me light my
pipe down at your boiler fire?
with hot nails up so neat
you'd better go and mind your feet
He ups and yabs and down on you
and I'm up to all your pranks
But I know you for a trader
Boys, I hit straight from the shoulder,
and I gave him such a belt
That I knocked him into the boiler pool
Well, we laid it in the hollows,
and we laid it in the flat
And it doesn't last forever,
sure, I swear I leaked me hat
Well, I wandered up and down the war,
Any sur face that was equal
We quickly dragged him out again
and we drew him into the tub
And with soap and boiling water
we began to rub and scrub
and it turned his heart a -stone
And with every other rupture
you could hear the copper growl
I'm thinking, says Elroy Lee,
that he's looking like Elnick
And Bernie, if we're not inclined
to cleave him with me pick
Says I, it would be easier to
And to stir him nice and easy
Well, we laid it in the hollows
and we laid it in the flat
And it doesn't last forever,
sure, it's rather lengthy hat
But I wandered up and down the world
Any sur face that was equal
You may talk about your sailors,
ballads, singers and the rest
Your shoemakers and your tailors,
but who pays the ladies best?
The only ones who know the way
to get their hearts to melt
And the lads around the boiler
With rubbing and a scrubbing
sure they caught me dead of cold
And for scientific purposes
In the Celtic Gulf, Missouri
boys aren't hanging any part
As a monument to the Irish
Well, laid it in the hollows
and we laid it in the flat
And it doesn't last forever,
sure, I swear I linked the hat
Well, I wandered up and down the hall,
Any cir cumstance was equal
But he laid it in the hollows
and he laid it in the grout
And it doesn't last forever,
sure, I swear, I think he had
And he said the stat was equal
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