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Irish Descendents - Peter Street Lyrics

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TitlePeter Street
ArtistIrish Descendents
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Oh you landsmen and you seamen come listen to my song
It's of a trick was played on me it won't detain you long
I came from sea the other day a fair girl I did meet
She kindly asked me to a dance, was up on Peter street

"Oh no", says I, "me fair maid, though I can dance quite well
Tonight I'm bound for Wicoloes town, 'tis where my people dwell."
"You'd better come with me," she said "for the distance is not far,"
And finding her so frend-ily I jumped into her car

Well as the dance was over, straight to the bed did go
Was little did I ever think she'd pull my over-throw
Robbed my gold watch, and thirty pounds, a pack of fags, and fled
And left me there stark naked alone upon the bed

Now when I awoke at morning it was nothing did I spy
But a woman's shirt and apron upon the bed did lie
I wrung my hands, I tore my hair, I cried, "what shall I do"
Ahh tonight I'm bound for Wicoloes town, no more will I see you

Well as the streets were lonesome at the hour of two o'clock
I put on the shirt and apron, and marched down to the dock
The crew they saw me coming these words to me did say
"My dear old chap you've struck a snap since you've been gone away"

"Are those the new spring fasions the ladies wear on shore.
Where is the shop you bought 'em at and is there anymore"
The captin on the quarter deck looked at me with a frown
Saying, "Jack I'd buy a better suit than that for thirty pounds"

I would sir, if I could sir, if I only got the chance
But I met a girl on Peter street and she asked me to a dance
She danced my hearts deception, I got robbed from head to feet
And I'll take an oath, no more I'll go, to a dance on peter street

Oh you landsmen and you seamen a warning take by me
Be sure to choose good company when you go out on spree
Be sure to choose good company or you'll find yourself like me
With a womans shirt and apron for to fit you out to sea
submitted on March 21st, 2005
corrected by Eric on March 26th, 2006

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