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Shoulders rising over his ears!
 Face just like moon in full again!
Legs in shape of a tailor’s sheers!
 You ne’er saw the fellow of Captain Mulligan!

 Limping, waddling Miss O'Shea,
Glances twitching him, quite bewitching him!
 Ogling bonnily—squinting funnily,
She was a Venus to Captain Mulligan.

O sweet Kitty, you're so witty,
 softly cried brave Captain Mulligan;
O sweet Kitty, pretty witty Kitty,
 Pity poor Captain Mulligan!

When married, how they alter’d their'tune!
 Love, once so fierce, faith, soon grows cool again;
When that they had pass’d the sweet honeymoon,
 She blacken'd the eyes of Captain Mulligan.

Whisky tippling night and day;
Scolding, fighting him, horns affrighting him!
Oh! be easy now—troth you’re crazy now!
 The jeuce be with you, then, Mrs. Mulligan.

 Faith I knew it, I would rue it
  Sadly, cried brave Captain Mulligan:
You’re my cruel—cruel jewel!
  killing, milling Mrs. Mulligan.