Old Maid in a GarretThat goin' to a weddin' is the makin's of another Well if this be so then I'll go without a biddin' For it's kind providence won't you take me to a weddin' Chorus And it's oh dear me how would it be If I died an Old Maid in a Garret I can cook and I can sew, I can keep the house right tidy Rise up in the mornin' and get the breakfast ready But there's nothing in this wide world would make me half so cheery As a wee fat man who would call me his own dearie Chorus Come landsman or come kinsman, come tinker or come tailor Come fiddler or come dancer, come ploughman or come sailor Come rich man, come poor man, come fool or come witty Come any man at all who would marry me for pity Chorus Oh well I'm away home for there's nobody heedin' There's nobody heedin' to poor old Annie's pleadin' And I'm away home to me own wee-bit garret If I can't get a man then I'll surely get a parrot Chorus x 2 |