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i When I was a bachelor, brisk and young. Courted a lady with a flattering tongue; Kisses 1 gave her were a hundred and ttn. I promised to marry, but I didn't tell her when, I promised to marry, but I didn't tell her when.
2 Monday morning I married me a wife, Thinking Pd live a happier life. Fiddlin' and dancin' and all the fine plays, How happy we were in all those days, How happy we were in all those days!
3 Tuesday morning I carried her home,
I thought to my soul I had a wife of my own. She curled her nose and scold and scold 5 If ever I heard the like before. (2)
4 Wednesday morning I went to the wood, Thinkin' to my soul she would never be good, Cut me a lash where the willows grow green, Think she's the toughest that ever I seen. (2)
5 Thursday morning I lashed her well, Cuffed her more than tongue can tell; "If this is the best that you're goin' to do,
The devil may have you tomorrow before two." (2)
6 Friday morning at break of day
On her death pillow she was scolding away; Ruffets and the Cuffets and the little devils came, And carried her away to the home of the same. (2)
7 Saturday morning as I lay alone,
I had no wife, no bride of my home^
My blue bottle is my best friend,
My week's sorrow has now an end. (2) |
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