Lyrics:
Oh shall I be your lady fair?
Will thee not come a-courting?
Come a courting
For me
Dance me around the maypole
Dance me through the threshold
Come
a stitch in time
Sometimes stop it on a dime
I'm so nervous I can't find
A word up, I need down time
Classic Courting all night the morning
Classic Courting
is handsome, she is pretty
She is the belle of Belfast city
She is a-courting one, two, three
Please, would you tell me who is she?
She is handsome,
handsome, she is pretty
She is the belle of Belfast City
She is a-courting one, two, three
Pray, won't you tell me who is she?
Tell me, ma, when I go home
I gotta cutie I’m courting
She got the booty it’s scorching
Making me feel
Like we morphing
I pop a’ perk in the morning
I like a perk in the morning
handsome, she is pretty
She is the belle of Belfast City
She is a-courting one, two, three
Pray, won't you tell me who is she?
Tell me, ma, when I go home
a bale of cotton
Oh lordy
Pick a bale a day
On Top Of Old Smokey
On top of old Smokey
All covered with snow
I lost my true lover
By courting so
On top of old Smokey
All covered with snow
I lost my true lover
For a courting to slow
Yes courting's a pleasure
And parting is grief
of cotton
Oh Lordy
Pick a bale a day
On top of old Smokey
All covered with snow
I lost my true lover
By courting so slow
For courting's a pleasure
On top of old Smokey
All covered with snow
I lost my true lover
For a courting to slow
Yes courting's a pleasure
And parting is grief
handsome, she is pretty
She is the belle of Dublin city
She is a-courting one, two, three
Pray, want you tell me who is she?
Albert Mooney says he loves
On top of old Smokey
All covered with snow
I lost my true lover
For a courting to slow
Yes courting's a pleasure
And parting is grief
On top of old Smokey
All covered with snow
I lost my true lover
For a courting to slow
Yes courting's a pleasure
And parting is grief
On top of old Smokey
All covered with snow
I lost my true lover
For a courting to slow
Yes courting's a pleasure
And parting is grief
handsome, she is pretty
She is the belle of Dublin city
She is a-courting one, two, three
Pray, want you tell me who is she?
Albert Mooney says he loves
On top of old Smokey
All covered with snow
I lost my true lover
For courtin' so slow
For courting's a pleasure (for courting's a pleasure)
But
handsome, she is pretty
She is the belle of Belfast city
She is a-courting one, two, three
Pray, won't you tell me, who is she?
Tell me ma when I go
handsome, she is pretty
She is the belle of Belfast city
She is a-courting one, two, three
Pray, won't you tell me, who is she?
Tell me ma when I go
On top of old Smokey
All covered with snow
I lost my true lover
For courtin' so slow
For courting's a pleasure (for courting's a pleasure)
But
On top of old smoky
All covered with snow
I lost my true lover
For courtin' so slow
For courting's a pleasure (for courting's a pleasure)
But
of cotton
Oh Lordy
Pick a bale a day
On top of old Smokey
All covered with snow
I lost my true lover
By courting so slow
For courting's a pleasure
of cotton
Oh Lordy, pick a bale a day
On Top of Old Smoky
On top of Old Smokey, all covered with snow
I lost my true lover by courting so slow
For
On top of old Smokey
All covered with snow
I lost my true lover
For a courting to slow
Yes courting's a pleasure
And parting is grief
On top of old Smokey
All covered with snow
I lost my true lover
For courtin' so slow
For courting's a pleasure (for courting's a pleasure)
But
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