Red Haired Mary


As I was going to the fair at Dingle
One fine morning last July
When going down the road before me
A red haired girl, I chanced to spy

I went up to her, says I, “Young lady,
Me donkey, he will carry two”
And she looked at me, her eyes a-twinkle,
And cheeks, they were a rosey hue

“I thank you kindly, sir” she answered
And then she tossed her bright hair
“Now seeing that you’ve got your donkey
I will ride with you to the Dingle fair”

But when we reached the fair at Dingle
I took her hand for to say good-bye
When a tinker, he stepped up behind me
And he hit me right in my left eye

“Keep your hands off red-haired Mary
Her and I are soon to be wed
We’re seeing the priest this very morning
And tonight we’ll lie in a marriage bed”

Now I was feeling rather peevish
And my poor old eye was sad and sore
So I tapped him lightly with me hobnails
And he flew back through Tim Murphy’s door

Then a policeman, he came round the corner
And he told me I had broke the law
Then me donkey kicked him in the ankle
And he fell down and broke his jaw

The tinker went to find his father
The tallest man I e’er did meet
He gently tapped me with his knuckles
And now I’m missing two front teeth

Now this red haired girl, she kept on smiling
“Young man, I’ll go with you” she said
Forget the priest this very morning
Tonight we’ll lie in Murphy’s shed”

Through the Dingle Fair we rode together
My black eye and her red hair
Smiling gaily at all the tinkers
By God, we were a handsome pair


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