Coortin' in the KitchenDon't ever fall in love it's the devil's own invention Once I fell in love with a maiden so bewitchin' Miss Henrietta Bell out of Captain Kelly's kitchen Chorus With me toor-a-loor-a-la, and me toor-a-loor-a-laddie With me toor-a-loor-a-la, and me toor-a-loor-a-laddie At the age of seventeen I was 'prenticed to a grocer Not far from Stephen's Green where Miss Henry used to go, sir Her manners were so fine, she set me heart a-twitchin' When she invited me to a hooley in the kitchen Chorus Now Sunday bein' the day when we were to have the flare-up I dressed myself quite gay and I frizzed and oiled my hair up The Captain had no wife and he had gone a-fishin' So we kicked up the high life out of sight down in the kitchen Chorus Just as the clock struck six we sat down at the table She reached me tea and cakes and I ate what I was able I had cakes with tea and punch till me side it got a stitch in And in time it passed away with the courtin' in the kitchen Chorus With me arms around her waist, she slyly hinted marriage When arriving at the door we heard Captain Kelly's carriage Her eyes told me full well and they were not bewitchin' That she wished I'd go to hell or be somewhere from that kitchen Chorus She flew up off her knees, some five feet up or higher And over head and heels threw me slap into the fire My new Repealer's coat that I got from Mr. Mitchell With a twenty shilling note went to blazes in the kitchen Chorus I grieved to see me duds all smeared with smoke and ashes When a tub of dirty suds right into me gob she dashes As I lay on the floor and the water she kept pitchin' Till a footman broke the door and came chargin' in the kitchen Chorus When the Captain came downstairs tho' he seen my situation Despite of all my prayers I was marched off to the station For me they'd take no bail though to get home I was itchin' And I had to tell the tale of how I came in the kitchen Chorus I said she did invite me but she gave a flat denial For assault she did indict me and I was sent to trial She swore I robbed the house in spite of all her screechin' And I got six months hard for me courtin' in the kitchen Chorus x 2 |