It's of a brisk young tailor lad this story I'll relate. He lived in an inn called the Ram and the Gate The Ram and the Gate, me boys,was the place where he did dwell And wine and women's company he loved exceeding well.
Oh well, oh well, oh well me boys oh well Wine and women's company he loved exceeding well.
One night when he did drink in all but a glass or two of wine. Being full of drink, me boys, his face began to shine His face began to shine, me boys, just like the rising sun He swore he'd have a bonnie lass before the night was done.
Was done, was done, was done, me boys, was done He swore he'd have a bonnie lass before the night was done.
So he took one upon his knee and he called her his dear honey. While he was a-courting her she was fingering all his money She was fingering all his money, and the tailor smiled and said “If you lend me your petticoat, I'll dance like a maid.”
A maid, a maid, a maid, me boys, a maid. If you lend me your petticoat, I'll dance like a maid.
So the tailor took his britches off, and the petticoat put on. The tailor danced a dance while the maid she sang a song. The tailor danced a dance while she sang a pretty tune. She waltzed the tailor's britches right out of the room.
The room, the room, the room, me boys, the room. She waltzed the tailor's britches right out of the room.
Has ever a poor tailor lad been done as I've been done? Me gold watch and me money and me britches are all gone. I can't go out dressed up like this, they'll call me “garden flower” And if ever I get me britches back, I'll never dance no more.
No more, no more, no more. me boys, no more And if ever I get me britches back, I'll never dance no more.Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
