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Clancy Brothers Medley (I'll Tell Me Ma / Courtin' In The Kitchen / Irish Rover)

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Clancy Brothers Medley (I'll Tell Me Ma / Courtin' In The Kitchen / Irish Rover) Lyrics

Clancy Brothers Medley (I'll Tell Me Ma / Courtin' In The Kitchen / Irish Rover) - Celtic Thunder

I'll tell me ma when I get home

The boys won't leave the girls alone

They pull my hair and stole my comb

But that's all right till I get home

She is handsome she is pretty

She is the belle of Belfast city

She is courting one two three

Please won't you tell me who is she

Let the wind and the rain

The hail go high

The snow come tumbling from the sky

She's as sweet as apple pie

She'll get her own lad by and by

When she gets a lad of her own

She won't tell her ma when she gets home

Let them all come as they will

It's Albert Mooney she loves still

Come single belle and beau

Unto me pay attention

Don't ever fall in love

It's the devil's own invention

For once I fell in love

With a lady so bewitching

Miss Henrietta Bell

Out of Captain Kelly's kitchen

With me toora loora la

I'm a toora loora laddie

With me toora loora la

I'm a toora loora laddie

She slipped up to her room

I said good Lord oh mighty

She came back down the stairs

Wearin' nothing but her nightie

With her arms around me waist

She slyly hinted marriage

When to the door in haste

Came captain Kelly's carriage

Sing sing sing sing

Sing toora loora la

I'm a toora loora laddie

With me toora loora la

I'm a toora loora laddie

On the Fourth of July 1806

We set sail from the sweet Cove of Cork

We were sailing away

With a cargo of bricks

For the Grand City Hall in New York

'Twas a wonderful craft

She was rigged fore and aft

Know how the wild wind drove her

She got several blasts

She got twenty seven masts

And they called her the Irish Rover

We had sailed seven years

When the measles broke out

And the ship lost its way in the fog

And that whale of a crew

Was reduced down to two

Just meself and the Captain's old dog

Then the ship struck a rock

Oh Lord what a shock

The bulkhead was turned right over

Turned nine times around

And the poor old dog was drowned

One two three

 

I'm the last of the Irish Rover

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