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Courting in the Kitchen
Traditional
Come single belle and beau, unto me pay attention
Don't ever fall in love, it's the divil's own invention
For once in love I fell, with a maiden's smile bewitching
Miss Henrietta Bell, down in Captain Kelly's kitchen
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Tooral ooral ooral ooral a, tooral ooral addy
Tooral ooral ooral ooral a, tooral ooral addyAt 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
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Next Sunday being the day, we were to have the flare up
I dressed myself quite gay, and I frizzed and oiled my hair up
The captain had no wife, and he had gone out fishing
So we kicked up high life, below-stairs in the kitchen
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Just as the clock struck six, we sat down to the table
She handed tea and cake and I ate while I was able.
I drank hot punch and tea, till me sides had got a stitch in
And time passed quick away with the courtin' in the kitchen
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With me arms around her waist, she slyly hinted marriage
To the door in dreadful haste come Captain Kelly's carriage
Her eyes soon filled with hate, and they were not bewitching
She wished that I would get to hell, or somehere from the kitchen
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When the captain came down the stairs, he saw my situation
In spite of all my prayers, I was marched off to the station
For me they'd take no bail, to get home I was itchin'
But I had to tell the tale, how I came into the kitchen
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I said she did invite me, 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 screetchin'
And I got six months hard for me courtin' in the kitchen
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