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Courtin' In The Kitchen

Artist:Gaelic Storm  Album:Tree  Composer:TRADITIONAL 

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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 lady so bewitching; Miss Henrietta Bell, Down in Captain Kelly's Kitchen. (Chorus) Toura loura lie; toura loura laddy. Toura loura lie; toura loura laddy. Toura loura lie; toura loura laddy. Toura loura lie; toura loura laddy. At the age of seventeen, I was apprentice to a grocer, Not far from Stephen's Green, where Miss Henri used to go, sir. Her manners were so fine. She set my heart a twitchin'. She invited me to a Courtin' in the Kitchen! (Chorus) Next Sunday be the day that we were to have our flare up. I dressed meself quite gay, and I frizzed and oiled me hair up. The captain had no wife, he had gone a fishin'.


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