American Old Time Song Lyrics: 04 Mother Hes Going Away

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Now, what are you crying for, Nelly?
Don't be blubbering there like a fool;
With the weight of the grief, faith, I'll tell you,
You'll break down the three-legged stool.
I suppose now you're crying for Barney,
But don't believe a word that he'd say,
He tells nothing but big lies and blarney-
Sure you know how he sarved poor Kate Kearney.

"But, mother." " Och, bother!"
"But, mother, he's going away;
And I dreamt t'other night,
Of his ghost all in white-
Oh, mother, he's going away."

If he's going away all the better,
Blessed hour when he's out of your sight;
There's one comfort, you can't get a letter,
For ye's neither can read nor can write;
Sure 'twas only last week you protested,
Since he courted Fat Jinny M'Cray,
That the sight of the scamp you detested-
With abuse sure your tongue never rested.

"But, mother." "Och, bother!"
"But, mother, he's going away;
And I dreamt of his ghost
Walking round my bed-post,
Oh, mother, he's going away."
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