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Nancy is hemming a petticoat,
Kitty is ftitching the binding,
Paddy is trying the baking,
the Englifhmans getting his grinding.
My wife fhe went into the barracks,
and I did go to find her,
Who did I find but the Connaught man,
fharping his tools for to grind her.
If ever I marry a woman
I‘ll marry a Welchnans daughter,
I‘ll give her the keys of the gate,
and fhe‘ll open the gate for her father.
I have three fhips on the fea,
and I have no one to mind them,
I‘ll fend for Patrick O‘Neil,
becaufe he‘s a very good grinder.
Once my hair it was grey,
but now its an elegant brown,
The boys they are all gone away,
and will not leave a woman in town.
F I N I S.
