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While goin to the fair of Dingle One fine morning last July While going up the road before me A red haired girl I chanced to spy I went up to her, says I "Young Lady My donkey he will carry two" "Well seein' as how you have a donkey To Dingle fair I'll ride with you" Now, when we reached the town of Dingle I took her hand to say goodbye When a tinker man slide up beside me And belted me in my left eye Keep your hands off red haired Mary Her and I will soon be wed We'll see the priest this very morning Tonight we'll lie in a married bed Now, I was feeling kind of peevish And my poor old eye was sad and sore So I tapped him gently with me hobnail And he fell back through Murphy's door A policeman came around the corner And told me I had broke the law Then, the donkey kicked him in the kneecap And he fell down and broke his jaw Then he went off to find his brother The biggest man you 'er did meet And he tidily tapped me with his knuckles And I was minus two front teeth Keep your hands off red haired Mary Her and I will soon be wed We'll see the priest this very morning Tonight we'll lie in a married bed The red haired girl, she kept on smiling "I'll go with you young man" she said "We'll forget the priest this very morning Tonight we'll lie in Murphy's shed" Now, through the town we rode together My black eye and her red hair Smiling gaily at the tinkers And b' God, we're a handsome pair O' Take your hands off red haired Mary Her and I will soon be wed We'll forget the priest this very morning Tonight we'll lie in Murphy's shed Take your hands off red haired Mary Her and I will soon be wed We'll forget the priest this very morning Tonight we'll lie in Murphy's shed
Writer(s): S Mccarthy Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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