Lyr. Add: O'REILLY'S DAUGHTER (Canadian)

A I was sittin' by the fire,
Drinkin' Reilly's rum and water,
I was taken by desire
To go and shag O'Reilly's daughter.

Chorus:
Idi-i, idi-i, idi-i-ai,
Idi-i-ai with a one-eyed Reilly,
One, two, balls to you.
Dig-a dig-a rig tres bon.

Now up the stairs and into bed,
There I threw my right leg over,
She didn't mind a goddam bit,
She laughed like hell when the shag was over.

As I was comin' down the steps,
Who should I meet but the one-eyed Reilly,
With two pistols in his hands,
Lookin' for the man who shagged his daughter.

Now I grabbed O'Reilly by the neck,
Shoved his head in a pail of water*,
Rammed two pistols up his ass,
A damn sighter faster than I shagged his daughter.

A very mild bawdy version, being Canadian. *usually sung 's---'
Anthony Hopkins, 1979, "Songs From the Front and Rear, Canadian Servicemen's Songs of the Second World War," Hurtig publishers, Edmonton, p. 158,