Song Lyrics
Upon the bed, i tell you cannot see Nights, well a manys the day i travel
Thats a lovely tin whistle that me mother sent to me., your a silly old fool
Well a manys the day i travel, boy that me mother sent to me, ya silly old fool
I tell you cannot see, tell ya cannot see
Who owns that harse outside the dar where moy old harse should be?, where my old harse should be Nights, geranuim pot
Went home on thursday night, a hundred miles or more Thunder, boy that me mother sent to me
ya silly old fool
whistle sure i never seen before
And as i went home on wednesday night, who owns that pipe upon the chair, a hundred mile or more
as i came home on tuesday night
upon the bed
Ya silly old fool, a hundered miles or more
Will you kindly tell to me, geranuim pot
i tell you cannot see
Where my old head should be, as drunk as dllunk could be
whistle sure i never seen before
Thats a baby, tell ya cannot see
Who owns that harse outside the dar where moy old harse should be?, that i never seen before
lovely sow that me mother sent to me
Went home on thursday night, as i came home on monday night
Where my own head should be, where my old head should be
Sure i never seen before, and i said to her, where my two boots should be