OLD MAID IN THE GARRET



Now I've often heard it said from me father and me mother

That the going tae a wedding is the making of another

Well, if this be true, I will go without a biddin

O kind providence, won't you send me tae a wedding



And its O dear me, how would it be,

if I die an old maid in a garret



Well, there's my sister Jean, she's not handsome or good looking

Scarcely sixteen and a fella she was courting

Now at twenty-four with a son and a daughter

Here am I at forty-five and I've never had an offer



I can cook and I can sew and I can keep the house right tidy

Rise up in the morning and get the breakfast ready

There's nothing in this whole world would make me half so cheery

As a wee fat man to call me his own deary

So come landsman or come pinsman, come tinker or come tailor

Come fiddler or come dancer, come ploughboy or come sailor

Come rich man, come poor man, come fool or come witty

Come any man at all that will marry me for pity



Well now I'm away home for nobody's heeding

Nobody's heeding and nobody's pleading

I'll go away to my own bitty garret

If I can't get a man, then I'll have to get a parrot

_____________

adapted by Barbara Smith

recorded by Clancey Bros on Home Boys Home

@marriage

filename[ OLDMAID2

play.exe OLDMAID2

SF

===DOCUMENT BOUNDARY