| lyric | 1. n the night before Larry was streched,
well the boys all paid him a visit
A bit in their sacks too they fetched,
for tehy sweated their duds till they ris it,
For Larry was ever the lad when a boy
was condemned to the squeezer
Would fence all the duds thta he had for to help
a poor friend to a sneezer.
spoken: AND WARM HIS GOB BEFORE HE DIED
2. The boys they came crowding in fast
And they drew all their stools round about him.
Six glims round his trap case was placed
For he couldn't be well waked without them.
When one of them asked could he die
Without having duly repented
Says Larry ""That's all in my eye
And first by the clergy invented
FOR TO GET A FAT BIT FOR THEMSELVES.""
3. ""Oh I'm sorry, dear Larry,"" says I,
""For to see you in this situation.
And blister my limbs ifI lie
I'd as lief it had been my own station"", .
“Ochone! It's allover,"" says he, 3—
""For the neck-cloth I'm forced to put on
And by this time tomorrow. you'll see
Your poor Larry as dead as a mutton
BECAUSE WHY, HIS COURAGE WAS GOOD.""
4. ""And I'll be cut up like a pie
And my nob from my body be parted.""
""You're in the wrong box,"" then says I,
""For blast me if they're so hard-hearted.
A chalk on the back of your neck
Is all that Jack Ketch dares to give you
Then mind not such trifles a feck _.
Or why should the likes of them grieve you?
AND NOW BOYS COME TIP US THE DECK.""
5. Well the cards then being called for, they played
Until Larry found one of them cheated
A dart at his napper he made
For the boy, he being easily heated.
""Oh, by the hokey, you thief,
I'll scuttle your nob with me daddle
You cheat me because I'm‘ in grief
But soon I'll demolish your noddle
AND LEAVE YOU YOUR CLARET TO DRINK.“
6. Then the clergy came in with his book
And he spoke so smooth and so civil
Larry tipped him a Kilmainham look
And he pitched his big wig to the devil.
Then, sighing, he threw back his head
For to get a sweet drop of the bottle
And pitiful sighing he said:
""Oh the hemp will soon be round my throttle,
AND CHOKE MY POOR WINDPIPE TO DEATH.""
7. ""Oh then sure it's the best way to die
Oh the devil a better a living
For now when the gallows is high
Then your journey is shorter to heaven.
But what harasses Larry the most
And makes his poor soul melancholy
Is he thinks of a time when his ghost
It will come in a sheet to sweet Molly.
OH! SURE 'TWILL KILL HER ALIVE.""
8. So moving, these last words he spoke
We all vented our tears in a shower.
For my own self, Ithought my heart broke
For to see him cut down like a flower.
On his travels we watched him next day
The throttler, Ithought I could kill him
But Larry not one word did say
Nor change till he come to King William
THEN, MUSHA, HIS COLOUR GREW WHITE.
9. When he came to the old nubbing chit
He was tucked up so neat and so pretty
The rumbler chugged off from his feet
And he died with his face to the city.
He kicked too but that was all pride
For soon you might see 'twas all over.
Soon after the noose was untied
And at darkey we waked him in clover
AND SENT HIM TO TAKE HIS GROUND SWEAT. |