American Old Time Song Lyrics: 20 The Virgin, Only Nineteen Years Old

Theater, Music-Hall, Nostalgic, Irish & Historic Old Songs, Volume 20

The Virgin, Only Nineteen Years Old.

As I was out walking one night near the strand,
I met a fair damsel all hooped up so grand;
She had feathers and finery, and jewels and gold.
And she said she was a virgin, yes, a virgin, only nineteen years old,
She had feathers and finery, and jewels and gold.
And she said she was a virgin, yes, a virgin, only nineteen years old.

Her fingers were tapered, her neck like the swan,
Her nose was a turn-up, and her voice not too strong;
In three weeks we were married, and the wedding bells tolled
That I'd married a virgin, yes, a virgin, only nineteen years old,
In three weeks we were married, and the wedding bells tolled
That I'd married a virgin, yes, a virgin, only nineteen years old.

The wedding party broke up and we retired to rest.
But my hair stood upright when my bride she undressed;
For a cartload of padding my young bride did unfold,
A thing rather peculiar, very peculiar for nineteen years old.
For a cartload of padding my young bride did unfold,
A thing rather peculiar, very peculiar for nineteen years old.

First she took off her right foot about a foot wide,
Then she unscrewed her left ear and laid it aside;
Then she pulled out her right eye, on the carpet it rolled,
Thinks I: here's a virgin, what a virgin, only nineteen years old,
Then she pulled out her right eye. on the carpet it rolled,
Thinks I: here's a virgin, what a virgin, only nineteen years old.

Next she unscrewed her left leg as far as the knee,
Then she pulled off her fingers, I counted just three;
Then on her left shoulder a large hump I did behold.
So I said, there's a virgin, yes. a virgin, only nineteen years old.
Then on her left shoulder a large hump I did behold;
So I said, there's a virgin, yes, a virgin, only nineteen years old.

When she wiped off her eyebrows, I thought I should faint,
And scraped from her thin cheeks a cartload of paint;
When she pulled off her black wig, then her bald pate soon told
That she was an old virgin, an old virgin, more than nineteen years old,
When she pulled off her black wig, then her bald pate soon told
That she was an old virgin, an old virgin, more than nineteen years old.

When she pulled out her false teeth, I jumped up in terror.
For her nose and her chin very near stuck together;
From the chamber I stepped it never more to behold.
This virgin, not nineteen, no, not nineteen, but ninety-nine years old,
From the chamber I stepped it never more to behold,
This virgin, not nineteen, no, not nineteen, but ninety-nine years old.

Now, young men, take warning, ere to church you go
Be sure your bride's perfect from the top to the toe;
Or you'll pay for your folly and like me be sold
By some patched-up old bit o' stuff, cruel old virgin, about ninety-nine years old,
Or you'll pay for your folly and like me be sold
By some patched-up old bit o' stuff, cruel old virgin, about ninety-nine years old.