Courtin' in the Kitchen 0:02:00 Print

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[G]Come single belle and beau, unto me pay [D] attention

[G] Don't ever fall in love, it's the[C] devil's own [D] invention.

For[G] once I fell in love with a maiden so bewitchin'

Miss[C] Henrietta[G] Bell, down in Captain[Am] Kelly's[D] kitchen

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With mi[G] toora loora la, my toora loora[D] laddy

Mi [G] toora loora la, li[D] and mi toora loora[G] laddy.

At the age of seventeen, I was 'prenticed to a grocer

Not far from Stephen's Green, where Miss Henri used to go, sir

Her manners were so fine, she set me heart a-twitchin'

She invited me to a party in the kitchen.

Next Sunday was the day we were to have the flare-up

I dressed myself quite gay, an' I frizzed and oiled my hair up

The Captain had no wife, he had gone out a-fishin'

She groped me on the stairs beneath the old man's kitchen.

She went up to her room I said good Lord almighty

She came back down the stairs wearin nothing but her night

With my arms around my waist, she slyly hinted marriage

To the door in haste came Captain Kelly's carriage!

When the Captain came downstairs, and seen my situation

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'

And I had to tell the tale of how I got in the kitchen.

I said she did invite me, but she gave a flat denial

For so she did indict me, and I was sent for trial.

She swore I robbed the house, in spite of all her screechin'

And I got six months hard, for my courtin' in the kitchen.