Courtin' in the Kitchen - Andy Stewart

Come single belle and beau, unto me pay attention

Don’t ever fall in love, for tis the devil’s own invention

For once I fell in love with a maiden so bewitching

Miss Henrietta Bell out in Captain Kelly’s kitchen

Come, ma toora loora la a toora loora laddie

A toora loora lie a toora loora laddie

At the age of seventeen I was 'prenticed to a grocer

Not far from Stephen’s Green where Miss Henri' used to go sir

Her manners were sublime and she set me heart a-twitchin'

When she invited me to a hooley in the kitchen

Come, ma toora loora la a toora loora laddie

A toora loora lie a toora loora laddie

Next Sunday bein' the day that we were to have the flare-up

I dressed meself quite gay and I oiled and frizzed me hair up

The Captain wasn’t home and oh he had gone a-fishin'

So we kicked up high life down below in the kitchen

Come, ma toora loora la a toora loora laddie

A toora loora lie a toora loora laddie

With her arms around me waist, she slyly hinted marriage

To the door in dreadful haste came Captain Kelly’s carriage

Her eyes were full of hate and poison she was spittin'

When the Captain at the door, walked right into the kitchen

Come, ma toora loora la a toora loora laddie

A toora loora lie a toora loora laddie

When the Captain came downstairs, though he saw me situation

In despite of all me 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 of how I came into the kitchen

Come, ma toora loora la a toora loora laddie

A toora loora lie a toora loora laddie

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

For assault did indict me, and I was sent for trial

She swore I robbed the house and in spite of all her schreechin'

And I got six months hard for me courtin' in the kitchen

Come, ma toora loora la a toora loora laddie

A toora loora lie a toora loora laddie

A toora loora lie a toora loora laddie

A toora loora lie a toora loora laddie