| lyric | Oh! a tall gangling lad had a boat on the Bandon,
It’s a sweet little song I have here for you now.
And a girl lived near by that he’d put a stray hand on,
Oh! a sweet little song I have here for you now.
‘Martin, come on will you court with me, court with me.’
Molly goes on with her squeezin’ him, teasin’ him;
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It’s .1 sweet little song I have here for you now.
To the town of Kinsale Martin, sporting, is bound him,
It‘s a sweet little song I have here for you now.
Before long he had twenty-two women around him,
Oh! a sweet little song I have here for you now.
‘Martin, come on will you court with me, court with me.’
Hear them go on with their squeezin’ him, teasin’ him;
Sandycove Harbour, tarum-te-diddle -
It’s a sweet little song I have here for you now.
But Molly arrived in a boat with her mother,
It’s a sweet little song I have here for you now.
And Martin was hooked, just like many another,
Oh! a sweet little song I have here for you now.
‘Martin, come on will you court with me, court with me.’
Molly goes on, with her squeezin’ him, teasin’ him;
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It’s a sweet little song I have here for you now.
If that tall gangling fellow from Bandon was able
There’s a sweet little song that he’d sing for you now.
But besides the two women there’s the fill of a cradle
Oh! sweet little song I have here for you now.
‘Martin, come on will you court with me, court with me.’
Molly has stopped all that squeezin’ him, teasin’ him;
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But the divil a sight does it see of him now. |