Tippin' it Up Songtext
von Christy Moore
Tippin' it Up Songtext
Oh, there′s been a woman in our town, a woman you ought know well
She dearly loved her husband and another man twice as well
With me right finnickineerio, me tip finnick a wall
With me right finnickineerio, We're tipping it up to Nancy
She went down to the chemist shop some remedies for to buy,
Have you anything in your chemist shop to make me old man blind?
"Give him eggs and marrowbones and make him suck them all,
Before he has the last one sucked, he won′t see you at all."
She gave him eggs and marrowbones and made him suck them all,
Before he had the last one sucked, he couldn't see her at all.
If in this world I cannot see, here I cannot stay.
I'd drown myself; "Come on," says she, "and I′ll show you the way"
She led him to the river, she led him to the brim
But sly enough of Martin, it was him that shoved her in.
She swam through the river, she swam through the brine
"Oh Martin, dear Martin. Don′t leave me behind."
"Oh Martin, dear Martin. Don't leave me behind."
"Yerra shut up outa that ye silly aul fool, ye know poor Martin is blind"
There′s nine in me family and none of them is my own,
I wish that each and every man would come and claim his own.
She dearly loved her husband and another man twice as well
With me right finnickineerio, me tip finnick a wall
With me right finnickineerio, We're tipping it up to Nancy
She went down to the chemist shop some remedies for to buy,
Have you anything in your chemist shop to make me old man blind?
"Give him eggs and marrowbones and make him suck them all,
Before he has the last one sucked, he won′t see you at all."
She gave him eggs and marrowbones and made him suck them all,
Before he had the last one sucked, he couldn't see her at all.
If in this world I cannot see, here I cannot stay.
I'd drown myself; "Come on," says she, "and I′ll show you the way"
She led him to the river, she led him to the brim
But sly enough of Martin, it was him that shoved her in.
She swam through the river, she swam through the brine
"Oh Martin, dear Martin. Don′t leave me behind."
"Oh Martin, dear Martin. Don't leave me behind."
"Yerra shut up outa that ye silly aul fool, ye know poor Martin is blind"
There′s nine in me family and none of them is my own,
I wish that each and every man would come and claim his own.
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