What Kind of Songs Are They Writing Now?

de Traditional

In the first of me downfall I put out the door
And I straight made me way on for Carrick-on-Suir
Going out by Rathronan 'twas late in the night
Going out the west gate for to view the gaslight

Radley fal the diddle ri
Radley fal the diddle airo

There I met with a youth and I unto him said
"Would you kindly direct me to where I'll get a bed?"
It was then he directed me down to Cook's Lane
To where old Dick Darby kept an old sleeping cage

Radley fal the diddle ri
Radley fal the diddle airo

Then I put up and down 'til I found out the door
And the missus came out and these words to me said
"If you give me three coppers I'll give you a bed"

Radley fal the diddle ri
Radley fal the diddle airo

Then she took me upstairs and she put out the light
And in less than five minutes I had to show fight
In less than five more sure the story was worse
For the fleas came about me and brought me a curse

Radley fal the diddle ri
Radley fal the diddle airo

'Twas all round me body they formed an arch
And 'twas all round me body they played the dead march
But the bloody old major gave me such a nip
That he nearly had taken the use of me hip

Radley fal the diddle ri
Radley fal the diddle airo

Now I'm going to me study, these lines to pen down
And if any poor traveller should e'er come to town
If any poor traveller be knighted like me
Oh, beware of Dick Darby and the black cavalry

Radley fal the diddle ri
Radley fal the diddle airo

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