Hey there, I think the lyrics to this one are actually as follows (just a few changes): I married me a wife and took her home, Jenny fair Jenny, fair Rosy Marie, I’d ofttimes wished that I'd left her alone As the dew flies over the green valley. First day at noon came in from the plow, My dearest wife is my dinner ready now. There's a little piece of cornbread layin' on the shelf, If you want anymore you can cook it yourself. Second day at noon came in from the plow, My dearest wife, is my dinner ready now. Get out of here you dirty whelp, If you want any dinner go cook it yourself. I took my knife and I went out, I cut me a hickory limb good and stout. I took my knife and went out to my pen I got em a hold of an old wetherskin I took the skin and I went back Around her back I made it thwack I'll tell my family and all my kin, That you whipped me with that hickory limb. You can tell your father and all your kin All I whipped was my old wetherskin.
Hey Foxy How's it going Hope all's well we haven't Heard from you in a hot minute I miss your musical taste and offering s And your take on things God bless you and yours tonight Again I really hope your ok Bye for now
I have something new to upload. A cassette of songs by Tom Lenihan of County Clare. I just haven't gotten around to doing it yet. I want to give timestamps for all the songs on the cassette. I'll get around to it eventually. :)
Hey there, I think the lyrics to this one are actually as follows (just a few changes):
I married me a wife and took her home,
Jenny fair Jenny, fair Rosy Marie,
I’d ofttimes wished that I'd left her alone
As the dew flies over the green valley.
First day at noon came in from the plow,
My dearest wife is my dinner ready now.
There's a little piece of cornbread layin' on the shelf,
If you want anymore you can cook it yourself.
Second day at noon came in from the plow,
My dearest wife, is my dinner ready now.
Get out of here you dirty whelp,
If you want any dinner go cook it yourself.
I took my knife and I went out,
I cut me a hickory limb good and stout.
I took my knife and went out to my pen
I got em a hold of an old wetherskin
I took the skin and I went back
Around her back I made it thwack
I'll tell my family and all my kin,
That you whipped me with that hickory limb.
You can tell your father and all your kin
All I whipped was my old wetherskin.
Much appreciated. I didn't have the time to correct them yet.
Hey Foxy
How's it going
Hope all's well we haven't
Heard from you in a hot minute
I miss your musical taste and offering s
And your take on things
God bless you and yours tonight
Again I really hope your ok
Bye for now
I have something new to upload. A cassette of songs by Tom Lenihan of County Clare.
I just haven't gotten around to doing it yet. I want to give timestamps for all the songs on the cassette. I'll get around to it eventually. :)
@@Liederfuchs ok cool
Sounds great
And I m glad your ok too
Thanks