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20 Jan 03 - 01:28 PM (#870676) Subject: Lyr Req: Courting in the kitchen From: jimlad Lyrics required for the above song I think it starts... Come single man and beau and to me pay attention Don't ever fall in love,it's the devils own invention |
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20 Jan 03 - 01:33 PM (#870683) Subject: RE: Lyr Req: Courting in the kitchen From: Charley Noble See older revived thread. Doesn't seem to be in the DT. Charley Noble |
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20 Jan 03 - 01:34 PM (#870684) Subject: Lyr/Chords Add: COURTING IN THE KITCHEN From: Sorcha This says "bell", but just switch it........hope this comes out right. COURTING IN THE KITCHEN G D Verse 1: Come single bell and beau, unto me pay attention G C D Don't ever fall in love, it's the devil's own invention G For once I fell in love with a maiden so bewitching C G Am D Miss Henrietta Bell out of Captain Kelly's kitchen G D Chorus: With me toora loora la and me toora loora laddie G D G And me toora loora la and me toora loora laddie Verse 2: At the age of seventeen I was 'prenticed to a grocer Not far from Stephen's Green where Miss Henri' used to go sir Her manners were sublime and she set me heart a-twitchin' When she invited me to a hooley in the kitchen Chorus: Verse 3: Oh, next Sunday bein' the day that we were to have the flare-up I dressed meself quite gay and I frizzed and oiled me hair up The Captain had no wife and he had gone a-fishing And we kicked up high life down below stairs in the kitchen Chorus: Verse 4: With her arm around me waist, she slyly hinted marriage To the door in dreadful haste came Captain Kelly's carriage Her eyes were full of hate and poison she was spittin' When the Captain at the door walked right into the kitchen Chorus: Verse 5: When the Captain came downstairs, though he saw me situation In despite of all me prayers I was marched off to the station For me he'd take no bail, but to get home I was itchin' And I had to tell the tale, how I came into the kitchen Chorus: Verse 6: Now, 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 the house and inspite of all her schreechin' And I got six months hard for me courtin' in the kitchen Chorus: |
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20 Jan 03 - 01:47 PM (#870696) Subject: RE: Lyr Req: Courting in the kitchen From: Charley Noble Sorcha- That does look close to the basic Clancy Brothers' version. You'd think it would have made it into the DT years ago. Charley Noble |
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20 Jan 03 - 01:47 PM (#870697) Subject: RE: Lyr Req: Courting in the kitchen From: dick greenhaus It's in DigiTrad, as "Coortin' in the Kitchen" I typed in : Love I'll plainly show and there it was. |
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20 Jan 03 - 03:43 PM (#870773) Subject: RE: Lyr Req: Courting in the kitchen From: GUEST,Q A lot just recently on "Courting in the Kitchen." Versions are posted in thread 16342: Courting, Courtin' |
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25 Feb 12 - 12:44 PM (#3313269) Subject: Lyr Add: COORTIN' IN THE KITCHEN (Delya Murphy) From: Jim Dixon From the sheet music, which appears in Irish Music Hall: An Extravaganza of Lovely Ballads and Humorous Ditties ... (Melville, NY: MCA/Mills Joint Venture, [n.d.]), page 32: COORTIN' IN THE KITCHEN Words and music by Delya Murphy Dublin: Walton's Piano and Musical Instrument Galleries, ©1942. Bb Bb72. 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 sublime; she set my heart a-twitchin' And she invited me to a hooley in the kitchen. 3. Next Sunday being the day we were to have the flare-up, I dressed meself quite gay and I frizzed and oiled my hair up. The Captain had no wife; faith, he had gone out fishin', So we kicked up high life down below stairs in the kitchen. 4. Just as the clock struck six, we sat down to the table. She handed tea and cake and I ate while I was able. I drank hot punch and tea till me sides had got a stitch in, And the hours passed quick away with the coortin' in the kitchen. 5. With me arms around her waist, she slyly hinted marriage. To the door in dreadful haste came Captain Kelly's carriage. Her eyes soon filled with hate and poison she was spittin' When the Captain at the door walked straight into the kitchen. 6. She flew up off my knees, full five feet up or higher, And over head and heels threw me slap into the fire. My new Repealer's coat that I bought from Mr. Mitchell With a twenty-shilling note went to blazes in the kitchen. 7. I grieved to see my duds all smeared with soot and ashes, When a tub of dirty suds right in my face she dashes. As I lay on the floor and the water she kept pitchin', The footman broke the door and marched down into the kitchen. 8. When the Captain came downstairs, though he saw my situation, In spite 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', But I had to tell the tale, how I came into the kitchen. 9. 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 the house in spite of all her screechin', And I got six months hard for me coortin' in the kitchen. |