Usainer's Hall, come lend an ear and listen to me a song
It's of a trick was played on me and it won't detain you long
I came home from sea the other day, a girl I chanced to meet
She's asked me up along with her to dance in Patrick Street
Says I'm a pretty fair maid, I cannot dance too well
Besides, I'm bound for Newrytown where me parents, they do dwell
I've been at sea these last few years, saved up fifty pounds
Me parents are expecting me tonight in Newrytown
But since you cannot dance too well, then you can have a treat
You can have a glass of brandy and something nice to eat
At nine o'clock this evening, I'll leave you to your train
But don't forget to call on me when you've come back again
Oh, she seemed to be so friendly, we went and hired a car
We both went down to Patrick Street and on arrival there
The people on the other side, I thought I heard them say
He'll be needing a very fast jaunting car before he gets away
We had not been long in the room when whisky had came in
And when everyone had had their fill, the dancing did begin
Me and me love, we danced around all to a merry tune
While the other couples did the double shuffle round the room
And when dancing it was over, for bed we did prepare
And after that I fell asleep, the truth I will declare
Me darling and me fifty pounds, me golden all had fled
And there was I, meself, alone, stark naked, lying in bed
Gazing all around me, nothing could I spy
But a woman's cotton jumper at the foot of the bed did lie
I wrung me hands and tore me hair, crying, oh, what will I do?
Oh, fare thee well, sweet Newrytown, I'm sure I'll never see you
And when night time it was come again and daylight was away
I put on the skirt and jumper and I set off for the quay
And when I went on board the ship, the sailors all did say
Oh, Jack has grown much prettier since last she went away
Oh, is this the new spring fashion that you went to buy on shore?
Where's the shop that sells them? Do you think they may have more?
The captain says, now, Jack, I thought you were from Newrytown
You might have bought a better suit than that for fifty pounds
Well, I might have bought a better suit if I had had the chance
I met a girl in High Street, she's asked me to a dance
I danced me own destruction and I've done it so complete
I vow I'll never go back again and dance in Patrick Street
Come all you young sailor boys, a warning take by me
And always keep good company when you go on a spree
Be sure to take care of Patrick Street or else you'll rue the day
In a woman's skirt and jumper they will ship you back to sea
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