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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

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