American Old Time Song Lyrics: 28 I Wont Be A Nun

Theater, Music-Hall, Nostalgic, Irish & Historic Old Songs, Volume 28

I WON'T BE A NUN

Now, isn't it a pity such a pretty girl as I
Should be sent to a nunnery to pine away and die?
But I won't be a nun.
No, I won't he a nun,
I am so fond of pleasure that I cannot be a nun.

I am sure I cannot tell what the mischief I have done;
But my mother often tells me that I must be a nun.
But I won't be a nun,
No, I won't be a nun,
I am so fond of pleasure that I cannot be a nun.

I could not bear confinement, no, it would not do for me;
For I could not go a-shopping, to see what I can see.
But I won't be nun,
No, I won't be a nun,
I am so fond of pleasure that I cannot be a nun.

I love to hear men flatter-love fashionable clothes;
I love music, and dancing and chatting with the beau,
So I can't be a nun.
No, I won't be a nun,
I am so fond of pleasure that I cannot be a nun.

So, mother, don't be angry now, but let your daughter be;
For the nuns would not like to have a novice like me -
And I can't be a nun,
No, I won't be a nun,
I am so fond of pleasure that I cannot be a nun.