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Текст: Town Pants. O'reilly's Daughter.

As I was sitting by the fire
Talking to O'Reilly's daughter
Suddenly a thought came into my head
I'd like to marry O'Reilly's daughter.
Chorus:
Giddy i-ae, Giddy i-ae, Giddy i-ae for the one-eyed Reilly
Giddy i-ae (bang bang bang) Play it on your old
big drum
Reilly played on the big bass drum
Reilly had a mind for murder and slaughter
Reilly had a bright red glittering eye
And he kept that eye on his lovely daughter
(Chorus)
Her hair was black and her eyes were blue
The colonel and the major and the captain sought her
The sergeant and the private and the drummer boy too
But they never had a chance with Reilly's daughter.
(Chorus)

I got me a ring and a parson too
Got me a scratch in a married quarter
Settled me down to a peaceful life
Happy as a king with Reilly's daughter
(Chorus)
Suddenly a footstep on the stairs
Who should it be but Reilly out for slaughter
With two pistols in his hands
Looking for the man who had married his daughter
(Chorus)
I caught O'Reilly by the hair
Rammed his head in a pail of water
Fired his pistols into the air
A damned sight quicker than I married his daughter
(Chorus)