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That I took from the peg my deceased
lady’s leg, (dear.
For to lather my live one when lazy,
When I lived, &c.
Then I pick’d up rich old Mother Hazy,
dear, (Blaze dear;
She’d a cough, and employ’d Doctor
But some drops that he gave, dropp’d her, into
her grave, (dear,
And her cash made me very soon aisy,
When I lived, &c.
Then says I to old’ Father O’Mazy dear,
Don’t my weddings and funerals please
you, dear?
Ouch! says he, you blackguard, betwixt
church and churchyard,
Why you never will let me be aisy, dear
When I lived, &c.
Och! woman! I live but to please, you,
dear,
I’m the hero of Ballinacrazy, dear!
I’ll marry you all, lean, fat, short, and
tall,
One after the other to please you, dear.
When I lived, &c.
