Courtin' In The Kitchen

Come single belle and bow
Unto me pay attention
Don't ever fall in love
It's the devil's own invention
Once I fell in love
With a maiden so bewitchin'
Miss Henrietta Belle
Out of Captain Kelly's kitchen

CHORUS
With me toora loora la
And me toora loora laddy
With me toora loora la
And me toora loora laddy

At the age of seventeen
I was apprenticed to a grocer
Not far from Stephen's hill
Where Miss Henry used to go sir
Her manners where sublime
And she set my heart a twitchin'
And she invited me
To a hooley in the kitchen

Well next Sunday bein' the day
That we were to have a flare up
I dressed myself so gay
And I frisked and oiled my hair up
While we kicked up my life
Down below stairs in the kitchen

With my arms around her waist
Well she slowly hinted marriage
To the door in dreadful haste
Came Captain Kelly's carriage
Her eyes soon filled with hate
And poison she was spittin'
While the captain at the door
Walked straight into the kitchen

When the Captain came upstairs
Though he saw the situation
In spite of all me prayers
I was marched up to the station
For me to take a bed
To get home I was itchin'
And I had to tell the tale
How I came into the kitchen

Well I said she did invite me
But she gave a flat denial
For assault she did indict me
And I was sent for trial
She swore I robbed her home
In spite of all her screechin'
And I got six months hard
For my courtin' in the kitchen