Dropkick Murphys - Captain Kelly's Kitchen lyrics
[Dropkick Murphys - Captain Kelly's Kitchen lyrics]
Come single guy and gal unto me pay attention
Don't ever fall in love
It's the devil's own invention
For once he fell in love
With a maiden so bewitching
Miss Henrietta Bell down in
Captain Kelly's kitchen
With me toora loora la, me toora loora laddie
Me toora loora la and me toora loora laddie
At the age of seventeen I
Apprenticed to a grocer
Not far from Stephen's Green where Miss
Henri used to go sir
Her manners were sublime she
Set my heart a-twitchin'
When she invited me to a party in the kitchen
With me toora loora la, me toora loora laddie
Me toora loora la and me toora loora laddie
Sunday was the day that they
Were to have their flare-up
He dressed himself quite gay
I frizzed and oiled my hair up
The Captain had no wife and
He had gone a-fishin'
She groped me on the stairs
Beneath the old man's kitchen
With me toora loora la, me toora loora laddie
Me toora loora la and me toora loora laddie
Her arms around my waist
She slyly hinted marriage
When to the door in haste
Came Captain Kelly's carriage
Her eyes were full of hate
And poison she was spittin'
The Captain kicked the door in
And stormed into the kitchen
With me toora loora la, me toora loora laddie
Me toora loora la and me toora loora laddie
When the Captain came downstairs
He saw my situation
In spite of all his prayers he
Was marched off to the station
For him they'd take no bail
To get home I was itchin'
He had to tell the tale how
I came into the kitchen
With me toora loora la, me toora loora laddie
Me toora loora la and me toora loora laddie
I said she did invite me
But she gave flat denial
For assault she did indict me and
I was sent for trial
She swore he'd robbed her house in
Spite of all her screechin'
I got six months hard for
His courtin' in the kitchen
With me toora loora la, me toora loora laddie
Me toora loora la and me toora loora laddie
Don't ever fall in love
It's the devil's own invention
For once he fell in love
With a maiden so bewitching
Miss Henrietta Bell down in
Captain Kelly's kitchen
With me toora loora la, me toora loora laddie
Me toora loora la and me toora loora laddie
At the age of seventeen I
Apprenticed to a grocer
Not far from Stephen's Green where Miss
Henri used to go sir
Her manners were sublime she
Set my heart a-twitchin'
When she invited me to a party in the kitchen
With me toora loora la, me toora loora laddie
Me toora loora la and me toora loora laddie
Sunday was the day that they
Were to have their flare-up
He dressed himself quite gay
I frizzed and oiled my hair up
The Captain had no wife and
He had gone a-fishin'
She groped me on the stairs
Beneath the old man's kitchen
With me toora loora la, me toora loora laddie
Me toora loora la and me toora loora laddie
Her arms around my waist
She slyly hinted marriage
When to the door in haste
Came Captain Kelly's carriage
Her eyes were full of hate
And poison she was spittin'
The Captain kicked the door in
And stormed into the kitchen
With me toora loora la, me toora loora laddie
Me toora loora la and me toora loora laddie
When the Captain came downstairs
He saw my situation
In spite of all his prayers he
Was marched off to the station
For him they'd take no bail
To get home I was itchin'
He had to tell the tale how
I came into the kitchen
With me toora loora la, me toora loora laddie
Me toora loora la and me toora loora laddie
I said she did invite me
But she gave flat denial
For assault she did indict me and
I was sent for trial
She swore he'd robbed her house in
Spite of all her screechin'
I got six months hard for
His courtin' in the kitchen
With me toora loora la, me toora loora laddie
Me toora loora la and me toora loora laddie