Blarney Lads The Cobbler
Ah me name is Dick Darby, I'm a cobbler
I served me time at the old camp
Some call me an old agitator
But now I'm resolved to repent
With me ing-twing of an ing-thing of an i-day
With me ing-twing of an ing-thing i-ay
With me ro-bo, ro-bo randy
And me lab stone keeps beating away
Now me father was hung for sheep-stealing
Me mother was burnt for a witch
My sister's a dandy housekeeper
And I'm a mechanical switch
With me ing-twing of an ing-thing of an i-day
With me ing-twing of an ing-thing i-ay
With me ro-bo, ro-bo randy
And me lab stone keeps beating away
Well it's forty long years since I travelled
All by the contents of me pack
Me hammers, me awls and me pinches
I carry them all on me back
With me ing-twing of an ing-thing of an i-day
With me ing-twing of an ing-thing i-ay
With me ro-bo, ro-bo randy
And me lab stone keeps beating away
Well me wife she is humpy, she's lumpy
Me wife she's the devil, she's black
And no matter what I may do with her
Her tongue it goes clickety-clack
With me ing-twing of an ing-thing of an i-day
With me ing-twing of an ing-thing i-ay
With me ro-bo, ro-bo randy
And me lab stone keeps beating away
It was early one fine summer's mornin'
A little before it was day
I dipped her three times in the river
And I carelessly bade her, goodbye
With me ing-twing of an ing-thing of an i-day
With me ing-twing of an ing-thing i-ay
With me ro-bo, ro-bo randy
And me lab stone keeps beating away
