Biddy Mulligan Lyrics
von Seamus Kavanagh
Biddy Mulligan
Chorus:
You may travel from Clare
To the county Kildare
From Dublin right down to Macroom
But where would you see
A fine widow like me
Biddy Mulligan the pride of the Coombe
I'm a buxom fine widow that lives in a place
In Dublin that's known as the Coombe
My shop and my stall are laid out on the street
And my palace consists of one room
By Patrick's street corner for 35 years
I stood by my stall that's no lie
And while I stood there, there was no one would dare
To say black was the white of me eye
Chorus,
I sell apples and oranges, nuts and split peas
Bull's eyes and sugar stick sweet
On a Saturday night I sell second hand clothes
From my stall on the floor of the street
Now I have a son Mick and he plays on the fife
He belongs to the Longford Street Band
It would do your heart good just to see them march out
On a Sunday to Sandymount Strand
Chorus,
I sell fish on a Friday, laid out on a dish
Fresh mackerel and lovely ray
I sell lovely herrings such lovely fresh herrings
That once swam in dear Dublin Bay
In the park on a Sunday I cut quite a dash
And the neighbours look on in surprise
At my grand paisley shawl and my bonnet so tall
It would dazzle your eyes
Chorus.
Chorus:
You may travel from Clare
To the county Kildare
From Dublin right down to Macroom
But where would you see
A fine widow like me
Biddy Mulligan the pride of the Coombe
I'm a buxom fine widow that lives in a place
In Dublin that's known as the Coombe
My shop and my stall are laid out on the street
And my palace consists of one room
By Patrick's street corner for 35 years
I stood by my stall that's no lie
And while I stood there, there was no one would dare
To say black was the white of me eye
Chorus,
I sell apples and oranges, nuts and split peas
Bull's eyes and sugar stick sweet
On a Saturday night I sell second hand clothes
From my stall on the floor of the street
Now I have a son Mick and he plays on the fife
He belongs to the Longford Street Band
It would do your heart good just to see them march out
On a Sunday to Sandymount Strand
Chorus,
I sell fish on a Friday, laid out on a dish
Fresh mackerel and lovely ray
I sell lovely herrings such lovely fresh herrings
That once swam in dear Dublin Bay
In the park on a Sunday I cut quite a dash
And the neighbours look on in surprise
At my grand paisley shawl and my bonnet so tall
It would dazzle your eyes
Chorus.
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