The Irishmans Shanty

            Did ye's ever go into an Irishman's shanty
            Oh boys that's the place where whiskey is plenty
            Wid his pipe in his mouth there sits Paddy so free
            No king in his palace is prouder than he
            
            There's a three-legged stool wid a table to match
            And the door of the shanty is locked wid a latch
            There's a note feather mattress all bustin wid straw
            For the want of a bed stead it lies on the floor
            
            There's a smug little bureau with out paint or gilt
            Made of boards that were left when the shanty was built
            There's a three-cornered mirror that hangs on the wall
            But ne're a face has been in it at all
            
            He has a pig in the sty and a cow in the stable
            And he feeds them on scraps that is left from the table
            They'd starve if confined so they roam at their ease [aiase]
            And cam into the shanty whenever they plaise
            
            He has three rooms in one kitchen bedroom and hall
            And his [chist] it is three wooden pegs on the wall
            Two suits of old clothes make his wardrobe complete
            One to wear in the shanty the same on the street
            
            There is one who partakes of his sorrows and joys
            Attends to the shanty the girls and the boys
            The kids he thinks more of their gold thats refined
            But Biddy's the jewel that's set in his mind
        

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