Courting in the Kitchen

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The Clancy Brothers & Tommy Makem - Pop

Courting in the Kitchen

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Come single belle and beau, and to me pay attention Don't ever fall in love, it's the Devil's own invention For once I fell in love with a maiden so bewitchin' Miss Henrietta Bell, out of Captain Kelly's kitchen With me toora-loora-la, me toora-loora-laddy Me toora-loora-la, toora-loora-laddy At the age of seventeen, I was 'prenticed to a grocer Not far from Stephen's Green, where Miss Henry used to go, sir Her manners were sublime, she set me heart a-twitchin' And she invited me to a hooley in the kitchen With me toora-loora-la, me toora-loora-laddy Me toora-loora-la, toora-loora-laddy Next Sunday bein' the day we were to have the flare-up I dressed meself quite gay, and I frizzed and oiled me hair up The Captain had no wife, but he had gone a-fishin' And we kicked up high life, down below-stairs in the kitchen With me toora-loora-la, me toora-loora-laddy Me toora-loora-la, toora-loora-laddy Just as the clock struck six we sat down to the table She handed tay and cake, and I ate while I was able I drank hot punch and tay, till me side had got a stitch in And the hours passed quick away, when ye're courtin' in the kitchen With me toora-loora-la, me toora-loora-laddy Me toora-loora-la, toora-loora-laddy With me arms around her waist, she slyly hinted marriage To the door in dreadful haste came Captain Kelly's carriage Her eyes soon filled with hate, and poison she was spittin' When the Captain at the door walked right into the kitchen With me toora-loora-la, me toora-loora-laddy Me toora-loora-la, toora-loora-laddy She flew up off me knees, full five feet up or higher And over head and heels, threw me slap into the fire Me new Repealers coat that I bought from Mr. Mitchell With a twenty-shillin' note, went to blazes in the kitchen With me toora-loora-la, me toora-loora-laddy Me toora-loora-la, toora-loora-laddy I grieved to see me duds all smeared with soot and ashes When a tub of dirty suds right in my face she dashes As I lay on the floor, and the water she kept pitchin' The footman broke the door and walked straight into the kitchen With me toora-loora-la, me toora-loora-laddy Me toora-loora-la, toora-loora-laddy When the Captain came downstairs, though he saw me situation In spite of all me prayers I was marched off to the station For me they'd take no bail, but to get home I was itchin' But I had to tell the tale how I came into the kitchen With me toora-loora-la, me toora-loora-laddy Me toora-loora-la, toora-loora-laddy I said she did invite me, but she gave a flat denial For assault she did indict me, and I was sent for trial She swore I robbed the house, in spite of all her screechin' And I got six months hard, for me courtin' in the kitchen With me toora-loora-la, me toora-loora-laddy Me toora-loora-la, toora-loora-laddy

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