Clancy Brothers Medley (I'll Tell Me Ma / Courtin' In The Kitchen / Irish Rover) lyrics - 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 and the hail blow 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

For 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 lady so bewitchin'

Miss Henrietta Bell down in Captain Kelly's kitchen

With me too-ra-loo-ra-lie and me too-ra-loo-ra-laddie

And me too-ra-loo-ra-lie and me too-ra-loo-ra-laddie

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 slyly hinted marriage

When to the door in haste came Captain Kelly's carriage!

Sing too-ra-loo-ra-lie and me too-ra-loo-ra-laddie

And me too-ra-loo-ra-lie and me too-ra-loo-ra-laddie

On the 4th 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

T'was a wonderful craft, she was rigged fore and aft

And oh, how 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 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

I'm the last of The Irish Rover