Red Haired Mary

As I was going to the fair of Dingle One fine morning last July A fine young man came up behind me "Red-haired Mary," did he cry "Will you come with me, my red-haired Mary? The donkey, he can carry two" I looked at him, me eyes did twinkle Me cheeks, they were a rosy hue "Thank you kindly, sir," I answered Then tossed me light red hair Says I, "Will you hold the donkey And I'll ride with you to the Dingle fair" When we reached the town of Dingle He caught me hand to say good-bye Hit him in his left eye Chorus: Take your hands off red-haired Mary She and I are to be wed We were with the priest this very morn Tonight we'll lie in our marriage bed Well, he was feeling very peevish His poor eye was sad and sore He kicked the tinker with his hobnails Knocked him through Tom Murphy's door He galloped off to meet his father The tallest man you e'er did see He tapped him gently with his knuckles And now he's missing two front teeth Oh and I, the happy cailin "Man, with you I'll go," I said "Never mind the priest this very morn Tonight we'll sleep in Murphy's shed" (Chorus) Around the corner came a peeler Told him I had broke the law The donkey kicked him on the kneecap He fell down and broke his jaw Through the fair we roamed together His black eye and my red hair Gazing gaily at the tinker Weren't we the happy pair? (Chorus 2x)