I Met Her In The Garden Where The Praties Grow-Christopher Lynch
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I Met Her In The Garden Where The Praties Grow - Christopher Lynch
Have you ever been in love me boys
Or have you felt the pain
I'd rather be in jail myself
Than be in love again
For the girl I loved was beautiful
I'd have you all to know
And I met her in the garden
Where the praties grow
She was just the kind of creature boys
That Nature did intend
To walk right through the world me boys
Without the Grecian bend
Nor did she wear a chignon
I'd have you all to know
And I met her in the garden
Where the praties grow
And says I: "My pretty Kathleen
I'm tired of single life
And if you've no objection sure
I'll make you my dear wife"
She answered me quite modestly
And curtsied very low
"Oh you're welcome to the garden
Where the praties grow"
She was just the kind of creature boys
That Nature did intend
To walk right through the world me boys
Without the Grecian bend
Nor did she wear a chignon
I'd have you all to know
And I met her in the garden
Where the praties grow
And says I: "My pretty Kathleen
I hope that you'll agree"
She was not like your city girls
Who say you're making free
Says she: "I'll ask me parents
And tomorrow I'll let you know
If you'll meet me in the garden
Where the praties grow"
She was just the kind of creature boys
That Nature did intend
To walk right through the world me boys
Without the Grecian bend
Nor did she wear a chignon
I'd have you all to know
And I met her in the garden
Where the praties grow
Oh the parents they consented
And we're blessed with children three
Two boys just like their mother
And a girl the image of me
And now we're going to train them up
The way they ought to go
For to dig in the garden
Where the praties grow
She was just the kind of creature boys
That Nature did intend
To walk right through the world me boys
Without the Grecian bend
Nor did she wear a chignon
I'd have you all to know
And I met her in the garden
Where the praties grow