American Old Time Song Lyrics: 25 The Night That Larry Got Wed

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The Night That Larry Got Wed.

Och, it was a glorious night,
The night that Larry got wed,
So brimful of fun and delight,
'Twas morn ere they got to bed.
For the whiskey in showers like rain,
Made the bride and the bridesmaids, too,
Each broth of a boy, e'en the swain,
Young hubby, have visions in view.

Och, it was a glorious night,
The night that Larry got wed,
So brimful of fun and delight,
'Twas morn ere they got to bed.

The world unto all went round,
And they cared not a fig for sorrow;
In an ocean of joy spell-bound
Not one of them thought of the morrow.
The bridegroom kissed his young wife,
And so did some dozen others,
For all of them were, 'pon my life,
As loving as sisters and brothers.-Chorus.

The fiddler began to scrape,
Their feathers the ladies did shake,
They all Taglioni did ape
Till the floor was in a quake
Heel And toe was all the go,
With an elegance quite sublime;
To the fiddler they dodged to and fro,
For they all danced in their own time.-Chorus.

Calamity water they took,
Till both of their eyes were wet;
Tho' they tried engaging to look,
They couldn't their nature forget.
Lassies quarreled 'bout Jack and 'bout Jim,
And they fought, And they swore, and they tore,
But their heads beginning to swim,
They one and all rolled on the floor.-Chorus.

The smoke of the pipe filled the room,
They scarcely could each other see;
And their ogles were all in a gloom
Through potations of gin and whiskey.
The men now got in a rage,
For they like the ladies were slewed,
Their wrath no reason could assuage,
So a general fight ensued.-Chorus.

Next day when things came to view,
As you may well suppose.
Their eyes looked woud'rous blue,
And fat had grown each nose.
Tattoo'd was each lady's face,
On all an impression made,
Of what at the wedding took place
Of one of the Irish Brigade.-Chorus.
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