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

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

Год
2012
Язык
`Angļu`
Длительность
163000

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

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Tell me ma when I go home

The boys won’t leave the girls alone

They pulled my hair and stole my coat

But that’s alright till I get home

She is handsome, she is pretty

She’s the belle of Belfast city

She’s a courting 1 2 3

Please won’t you tell me who is she

And the wind and the rain and the hail blow high

Snow comes tumbling from the sky

She’s as sweet as apple pie

She’ll get her own man by and by

When she gets a man of her own

She won’t tell her ma till she comes home

Let them all come as they will

For it’s Albert Mooney she loves still

Come single belle and beau and to me pay attention

Don’t ever fall in love it’s the devil’s own invention

For once I fell in love with lady so bewitching

Miss Henreitta Belle down in Captain Kelley’s Kitchen

Tur a lur a lie

Tur a lur a lie ee

Tur a lur a lie

Tur a lur a lie ee

She slipped up to her room.

I said «good Lord Almighty»

She came back down the stairs wearing nothing but her nighty

With her arms around me waist, she slightly hinted marriage

When through the door in haste came Captain Kelley’s carriage

Tur a lur a lie

Tur a lur a lie ee

Tur a lur a lie

Tur a lur a lie ee

On the fourth of July eighteen hundred and six

We set sail from the sweet home 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

Nohow the wild winds 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 shipped lost its way in the fog

And that whale of the crew was reduced down to two

Just meself and the captains old dog

And the ship struck a rock oh Lord what a shock

The bulkhead was torn right over

Turn nine times around and the pearl dove was drowned

And the last of the Irish Rover

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