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Only say You'll have Mr. Brallaghan;
Don't say nay, Charming Judy Callaghan.
I've got a pig and a sow,
I've got a sty to sleep 'em; A calf and a brindled cow,
And a cabin, too, to keep 'em; Sunday hat and coat,
An old gray mare to ride on; Saddle and bridle, to boot,
Which you may ride astride on. Only say
You'll be Mrs. Brallaghan; Don't say nay,
Charming Judy Callaghan.
I've got an acre of ground;
I've got it set with praties; I've got of 'baccy a pound ;
I've got some tea for the ladies ; I've got the ring to wed,
Some whiskey to make us gaily ; I've got a feather bed,
And a handsome new shillelagh. Only say
You'll have Mr. Brallaghan ; Don't say nay,
Charming Judy Callaghan.
You've got a charming eye,
You've got some spelling and reading; |
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