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 I'll marry you straight, and then, Barney you know!"-

“Thank'ee father," said I, but I'd much rather go!”.

So to ould Father Murphy I bade a good night,

And to Judy I said, what you'll own was quite right,

“Arrah, Judy," says I, "you're a frolicksome elf,

But I'll be a good boy, and take care of myself,”

O! when I was christen'd, 'twas on a fair day,

And my on loving mother calld me her dear joy;

And that I was so, why she always would say,

I was smiling, beguiling, dutiful, beautiful, rattling, prattling,

O! botheration—a tight Irish boy.

But when I grew up, I was always in love—

Variety's pleasing and never can cloy:

So true to ten thousand, I constantly prove,

O! I'm a sighing, dying, kneeling, stealing,

Smiling, beguiling, dutiful, beautiful, rattling, prattling,

O! botheration— a tight Irish boy.