Ye lovers of mirth, I pray pay attention And listen to what I'm about to relate Concerning a couple I overheard talking As I was returning late home from a wake. As I roved along, sure I met an old woman Who sat 'neath the gap just a-milking her cow She was jigging the tune called “Come Haste to the Wedding” Or some other ditty I can't tell you now.
On looking around me I spied a bold tinker Who only by chance came a-strolling same way The weather being fine, sure he sat down beside her “What news, honest man?” this old woman did say. “Ah, 't's no news at all, ma'am,” replied the bold tinker “But the people will wish that he never had been He's a damnable rogue of a Daniel O'Connell He's now making children in Dublin by steam.”
“Arrah, children, aroon,” then replied the old woman “Ar anam an diabhail, is he crazy at last? Is there a sign of a war or a sudden rebellion Or what is the reason he wants them so fast?” “Ah, it's not that at all, ma'am,” replied the bold tinker “But the children of Ireland are getting so small So O'Connell's petitioned to the new Lord Lieutenant To not let us make them the old way at all.”
“By this pipe in me mouth,” then replied the old woman “And that's a great oath on me soul for to say! I'm only a woman but if I was near him I'd bet you me life 'tis little he'd say. For the people of Ireland, 'tis very well known They gave him their earnings though needing it bad And now he is well recompensing them for it By taking what little diversion they had.”
“Long life to your courage,” replied the bold tinker “And long may you live and have youth on your side! And if all the young girls in Ireland were like you O'Connell could throw his steam engine one side. I think every girl that is in this old country Should begin making children as fast as they can So if ever Her Majesty asks for an army We'll be able to send her as many as Dan.”Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
