Luyện nghe bài hát Coortin In The Kitchen

COORTIN' IN THE
single belle and beau, to me now pay attention
And love, plainly show, is the divil's own invention.
For once I fell in love with a damsel most
Henrietta Bell, down in Captain Kelly's kitchen

To my loora la, my toora loora laddy
Ri toora loora la, ri toora laddy.
At the age of seventeen, I was to a grocer
Not far from Stephen's Green, where Miss for tea would go, sir
Her manners were so free, she set me a-twitchin'
She me to tea, down in Captain Kelly's kitchen.
Next bein' the day we were to have the flare-up
I dressed myself quite gay, an' I frizzed and my hair up
The Captain had no wife, he had gone out
So we kicked up life, below-stairs in the kitchen.
Just as the struck six we sat down to the table
She served me tea and --- I ate while I was able,
I ate cakes, drank and tea, till my side had got a stitch in
And the hours quick away, while coortin' in the kitchen.
With my arms around her waist, I kissed ---she hinted
To the door in haste came Captain Kelly's carriage!
Her told me full well that moment she was wishin'
That I'd get out to Hell, or far from the kitchen.
She flew up off my knees, full feet or higher
And over heads and heels, threw me slap the fire
My new coat, that I'd bought from Mrs. Stichen
a thirty-shilling note, went to blazes in the kitchen.
I grieved to see my duds, all besmeared with and ashes
When a tub of dirty suds, right in my she dashes.
As I lay on the floor, still the water she pitchin'
Till the footman the door, and marched into the kitchen.
When the Captain came downstairs, and my situation
In spite of all my I was marched off to the station
For me they'd no bail, tho' to get home I was itchin'
And I had to tell the of how I got in the kitchen.
I said she did invite me, but she gave a flat
For she did indict me, and I was sent for trial.
She swore I the house, in spite of all her screechin'
And I got six hard, for my coortin' in the kitchen.
Recorded by - Irish Love Songs, Clancys
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