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Limerick Rake - The Dubliners

I am a young fellow that's easy and bold

In Castletown conners I'm very well known

In Newcastle West I spent many a note

With Kitty and Judy and Mary

My parents rebuked me for being such a rake

And for spending my time in such frolicsome ways

I ne'er could forget the good nature of Jane

Agus fágaimíd siúd mar atá sé

My parents had reared me to shake and to mow

To plough and to harrow to reap and to sow

Me heart being too airy to drop it so low

I set out on high speculation

On paper and parchment they taught me to write

In euclid and grammar they opened my eyes

And in multiplication in truth I was bright

Agus fágaimíd siúd mar atá sé

If You've chance for to go to the town of Rathkeale

The girls all round me do flock on the square

Now some offer me apples and others sweet cakes

And treats me unknown to their parents

There is one from Askeaton and one from the Pike

And another from Arda my heart was beguiled

Tho' being from the mountains her stockings are white

And I'd love to be tightenin' her garters

Now to quarrel for riches I ne'er was inclined

For the greatest of misers must leave them behind

But I'll purchase a cow that will never run dry

And I'll milk her by twisting her horn

John Damer of Shronel had plenty of gold

And Lord Devonshire's treasure is twenty times more

But should'em laid on their back among nettles and stones

Agus fágaimíd siúd mar atá sé

This old cow can be milked without clover or grass

She's be pampered with corn sweet corn and hops

She'll be warm s he'll be stout she'll be free in her paps

And she'll milk without spancil or halter

And the man that will drink it will cock his caubeen

And if anyone laughs well have be wigs on the green

And the feeble old hag will get supple and free

Agus fágaimíd siúd mar atá sé

There's some say I'm foolish and more say I'm wise

But being fond of the women I think is no crime

Sure the son of King David had ten hundred wives

And his wisdom was highly regarded

I'll take a good garden and live at my ease

And each woman and child could partake of the same

If there be war in the cabin themselves they could blame

Agus fágaimíd siúd mar atá sé

But now for the future I think I'll get wise

And I'll marry all those women who acted so kind

Aye I'll marry them all on the morrow by and by

If the clergy agreed to the bargain

And when I'll be old and my soul be at rest

All those children and wives they could cry at my wake

And they all gathers round and they offers their prayers

To the Lord for the soul of their father