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Courtin' in the Kitchen

Ireland.
MIDI

    Come single belle and beau, unto me pay attention.
    Don't ever fall in love, it's the devil's own invention.
    Once I fell in love with a maiden so bewitchin',
    Miss Henrietta Bell out of Captain Kelly's kitchen.

    Chorus:
         With my too-ral-oo-ral-I and my too-ral-oo-ral-ad-dy
         Too-ral-oo-ral-I and my too-ral-oo-ral-ad-dy.

    At the age of seventeen, I was 'prenticed to a grocer,
    Not far from Stephen's Green, where Miss Henry used to go, sir.
    Her manners were sublime and she set my heart a-twitchin'
    And she invited me to a hooley in the kitchen.

    Chorus:
         With my too-ral-oo-ral-I and my too-ral-oo-ral-ad-dy
         Too-ral-oo-ral-I and my too-ral-oo-ral-ad-dy.

    Next Sunday being the day that we were to have the "flare up"
    I dressed myself quite gay, and I frizzed and oiled my hair up.
    The Captain had no wife, faith he had gone out fishin'
    And we kicked up high life, down below stairs in the kitchen.

    Chorus:
         With my too-ral-oo-ral-I and my too-ral-oo-ral-ad-dy
         Too-ral-oo-ral-I and my too-ral-oo-ral-ad-dy.

    With her arms around my waist, she slyly hinted marriage,
    To the door in dreadful haste, came Captain Kelly's carriage.
    Her eyes soon filled with hate and poison she was spittin'
    When the Captain at the door walked right into the kitchen.

    Chorus:
         With my too-ral-oo-ral-I and my too-ral-oo-ral-ad-dy
         Too-ral-oo-ral-I and my too-ral-oo-ral-ad-dy.

    When the Captain came downstairs though he saw my situation,
    In spite of all my prayers I was marched off to the station.
    For me they'd take no bail, but to get home I was itchin'
    And I had to tell the tale, how I came into the kitchen.

    Chorus:
         With my too-ral-oo-ral-I and my too-ral-oo-ral-ad-dy
         Too-ral-oo-ral-I and my too-ral-oo-ral-ad-dy.

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

    Chorus:
         With my too-ral-oo-ral-I and my too-ral-oo-ral-ad-dy
         Too-ral-oo-ral-I and my too-ral-oo-ral-ad-dy.