Key: G
Introduction:
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Come single belle and beau, to me now pay attention
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And love, I'll plainly show, is the divil's own invention.
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For once I fell in love with a damsel most bewitchin'
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Miss Henrietta Bell, down in Captain Kelly's kitchen
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With me toora loora la, my toora loora laddy
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Ri toora loora la, ri toora loora laddy.
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At the age of seventeen, I was 'prenticed to a grocer
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Not far from Stephen's Green, where Miss Bell for tea would go, sir
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Her manners were so free, she set me heart a-twitchin'
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She invited me to tea, down in Captain Kelly's kitchen.
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With me toora loora la, my toora loora laddy
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Ri toora loora la, ri toora loora laddy.
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Next Sunday bein' the day we were to have the flare-up
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I dressed myself quite gay, an' I frizzed and oiled my hair up
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The Captain had no wife, he had gone out a-fishin'
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So we kicked up high life, below-stairs in the kitchen.
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With me toora loora la, my toora loora laddy
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Ri toora loora la, ri toora loora laddy.
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Just as the clock struck six we sat down to the table
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She served me tea and cakes --- I ate while I was able,
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I ate cakes, drank punch and tea, till my side had got a stitch in
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And the hours flew quick away, while coortin' in the kitchen.
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With me toora loora la, my toora loora laddy
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Ri toora loora la, ri toora loora laddy.
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With my arms around her waist, I kissed ---she hinted marriage
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To the door in dreadful haste came Captain Kelly's carriage!
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Her looks told me full well that moment she was wishin'
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That I'd get out to Hell, or somewhere far from the kitchen.
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With me toora loora la, my toora loora laddy
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Ri toora loora la, ri toora loora laddy.
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She flew up off my knees, full seven feet or higher
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And over heads and heels, threw me slap into the fire
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My new Repealers coat, that I'd bought from Mrs. Stichen
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With a thirty-shilling note, went to blazes in the kitchen.
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With me toora loora la, my toora loora laddy
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Ri toora loora la, ri toora loora laddy.
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I grieved to see my duds, all besmeared with smoke and ashes
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When a tub of dirty suds, right in my face she dashes.
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As I lay on the floor, still the water she kept pitchin'
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Till the footman broke the door, and marched into the kitchen.
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With me toora loora la, my toora loora laddy
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Ri toora loora la, ri toora loora laddy.
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When the Captain came downstairs, and seen my situation
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In spite of all my prayers I was marched off to the station
For me they'd take no bail, tho' to get home I was itchin'
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And I had to tell the tale of how I got in the kitchen.
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With me toora loora la, my toora loora laddy
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Ri toora loora la, ri toora loora laddy.
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I said she did invite me, but she gave a flat denial
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For assault she did indict me, and I was sent for trial.
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She swore I robbed the house, in spite of all her screechin'
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And I got six months hard, for my coortin' in the kitchen