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boys of the lough - the darling baby lyrics

ach, when i was young, a bachelor, the brightest e’er seen
sure, my friends all said i looked so very miserable and mean
till at last i took unto myself a darlin’ wife, alas
everybody that i met said, jack old boy, you musta been an ass

i was like the man with the donkey
whenever he carried the donkey, it is wrong
whenever the donkey carried him, it is wrong
it is the same with me, when i got married it was wrong
whenever i was singlе it was wrong
everybody kept shoutin’ at me, what do you want a wifе for?
yes, what do i want a wife for?

last night as i got into bed, there came a knock to our front window
and i shouts, who’s there? me
who’s me? watson, your father+in+law
tell her daughter her mother’s very ill and wants to see her at once
so, of course, up gets my wife, on goes her bonnet and shawl
and off to see her poor dear mother
leavin’ me in care of the baby, just weaned
and not a single soul in the house but myself
the servant girl had left that day, far too big for her place
well, it began to roar, and i began to sing

oh, my darlin’ cheeker billy chum
wait until your mommy comes
wouldn’t you like to suck your thumb?
was ever a man so born?
but the more i kitchy+kitchied so
and walked it up, down, to and fro
and i give it everything, you know
but the more the darlin’ roared
well, dear old lord, what will i do? and i searched it all about
for to find a box of matches, for the candle had gone out
and i tripped over a pail that took all the bark off my shins
and this is what i sung when i was rubbin’ my leg

well, at last i found a lucifer, a solitary one
dear old lord, to my surprise, when i first saw my son
for his cheeks were of a beetroot red and the tears run down like rain
and when i picked him up, he started out again
ya, ya, ya
and this is what i sung when i shoved the bolster over his head

oh, my darlin’ cheeker billy chum
wait until your mommy comes
wouldn’t you like to suck your thumb?
was ever a man so born?
but the more i kitchy+kitchied so
and walked it up, down, to and fro
and i give it everything, you know
but the more the darlin’ roared
well, i give him toys, and i give him food, and i give him everything
and without my clothes i leapt about and i danced the highland fling
ah, but no, he wouldn’t have it at+all, he yelled and cried the more
and when i give it up for lost, my wife came in the door

his mother, my wife, and when he heard her, he was quiet as a mouse, the wretch
she says, i hope the baby’s been good, and i says, yes
here am i, for this last three hours, leapin’ up and down in this cold oilcloth
and shoutin’ as if i was mad

- boys of the lough lyrics

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