American Old Time Song Lyrics: 09 Twelve Stone Two

Theater, Music-Hall, Nostalgic, Irish & Historic Old Songs, Volume 9

TWELVE STONE TWO.

I feel so dreadful nervous
That I'm frightened of my life,
For by this time to-morrow,
I'll be fastened to a wife;
An agricultural Irish girl
That's twice the size of me;
Upon my word I'm doubtful
What the consequence will be.

Chorus.
She's a flue big woman.
And she knows that same,
And early in the morning
She'll possess my name;
But I feel so dreadful nervous,
I don't know what to do.
For to-morrow I must buckle
On the twelve stone two.

I would like to break the contract off,
But that would never do;
My life would not be worth two straws,
Between myself and you;
I don't think she'd put me in
A breach of promise case,
But with her big fist she'd make
The breaches on my face.-Chorus.

She made me drunk at Sullivan's,
Then sat upon my knee;
Just imagine twelve stone two
On a little chap like me;
Twas she done all the courting,
I had not one word to say,
So like a helpless little lamb,
I gave myself away.- Chorus.