"Courtin' in The Kitchen" as written by Pd Traditional and J Baird....
Come single belle and beau, unto me pay attention
Don't ever fall in love, it's the devil's own invention
Once I fell in love with a lady so bewitching
Miss Henrietta Bell out of Captain Kelly's kitchen

With me toora loora la, toora loora laddie
Toora loora la, toora loora laddie
With me toora loora la, toora loora laddie
Toora loora la, toora loora laddie

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 so fine, she set my heart a-twitchin'
She invited me to a courtin' in the kitchen

With me toora loora la, toora loora laddie
Toora loora la, toora loora laddie
With me toora loora la, toora loora laddie
Toora loora la, toora loora laddie

Next Sunday being the day, that we went to have a flare-up
I dressed me self quite gay and I frizzed and oiled me hair up
The captain had no wife, he had gone on fishin'
So we kicked up high life to hooley in the kitchen

With me toora loora la, toora loora laddie
Toora loora la, toora loora laddie
With me toora loora la, toora loora laddie
Toora loora la, toora loora laddie

She slipped up to her room, I says good Lord, oh lady
She came back down the stairs, wearin' nothin' but her nightie
With her arms around me waist, she slyly hinted marriage
When to the door in haste, came captain Kelly's carriage

With me toora loora la, toora loora laddie
Toora loora la, toora loora laddie
With me toora loora la, toora loora laddie
Toora loora la, toora loora laddie

When the captain came downstairs, do we see me situation
In spite of all me prayers, I was marched off to the station
For me they set no bail, but to get to the home I was itchin'
And I had to tell the tailor, for I came in to the kitchen

Well, I swore she did invite me, though she gave a flat denial
For assault, they did indict me and I was sent for trial
She swore I robbed the house in spite of all me screechin'
And I got six months hard, for me courtin' in the kitchen

With me toora loora la, toora loora laddie
Toora loora la, toora loora laddie
With me toora loora la, toora loora laddie
Toora loora la, toora loora laddie

With me toora loora la, toora loora laddie
Toora loora la, toora loora laddie
With me toora loora la, toora loora laddie
Toora loora la, toora loora laddie

With me toora loora la, toora loora laddie
Toora loora la, toora loora laddie
Toora loora la, toora loora laddie
Toora loora la, toora loora laddie

With me toora loora la, toora loora laddie
Toora loora la, toora loora laddie
With me toora loora la, toora loora laddie
Toora loora la, toora loora laddie




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"Courtin' in the Kitchen [#]" as written by Pd Traditional J Baird

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