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Louse House at Kilkenny Lyrics

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1. Oh, the first of me downfall, I set out the door,
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I straight made me way on for Carrick-on-Suir,

Em

going out by Rathronan, 'twas late in the night,

going out the West gate for to view the gaslight.

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Faddly fal-da-diddle-ay-do, laddly fal-da-diddle-dero.

Em

2. I went to the town's hall to see the big lamp,

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and whom should I meet but a b***** big tramp.

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I finally stepped over and to him I said:

'Will you kindly direct me to where I'll get a bed'.

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Faddly fal-da-diddle-ay-do, laddly fal-da-diddle-dero.

Em

3. 'Twas then he directed me down to Cooks Lane,

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to where old Buck St.John kept an old sleeping cage.

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From out of the door was a small piece of board,

hung out on two nails with a short piece of cord.

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Faddly fal-da-diddle-ay-do, laddly fal-da-diddle-dero.

Em

4. Well, I looked up and down till I found out the door,

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and a queerer old household sure I ne'er saw before.

Em

Then the Misses came out and these words to me said:

'If you give me three coppers, sure I'll give you a bed'.

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Faddly fal-da-diddle-ay-do, laddly fal-da-diddle-dero.

Em

5. Well, I then stood aside with me back to the wall,

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and the next thing I saw was an oul cobbler's stall.

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And there was the cobbler and he mended his brogues,

with his hammers and pinchers all laid in a row.

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Faddly fal-da-diddle-ay-do, laddly fal-da-diddle-dero.

Em

6. Then she brought me upstairs and she put out the light,

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and in less than five minutes I had to show fight.
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And in less than five more when the story was best,

the fleas came around me and brought me a curse.

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Faddly fal-da-diddle-ay-do, laddly fal-da-diddle-dero.

Em

7. 'twas all around me body they formed a march,

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'twas all around me body they played the Death march.

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For the b***** oul major gave me such a pick,

that he nearly made away with half of me hip.

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Faddly fal-da-diddle-ay-do, laddly fal-da-diddle-dero.

Em

8. Now I'm going to me study, these lines to pen down,

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and if any poor traveller should e'er come to town,

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and if any poor traveller should be knighted like me,

beware of Buck St.John and his black cavalry.

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Faddly fal-da-diddle-ay-do, laddly fal-da-diddle-dero.

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