Paroles
In the town of Ballybay, there lived a lassie dwellin'
I knew her very well, her story's worth tellin'
Her father had a still, he was a good a stiller
But once she took a drink, sure the devil wouldn't fill her
Me ring a ding a dong, me ring a ding a daddy-o
Me ring a ding a dong, me whack fol the daddy-o
She had a wooden leg, it was hollow in the middle
She tied it with a string and played it like a fiddle
She fiddled in the hall, she fiddled in the alleyway
She didn't give a damn, she had to fiddle anyway
Me ring a ding a dong, me ring a ding a daddy-o
Me ring a ding a dong, me whack fol the daddy-o
She said she couldn't dance until she had her wellies on
But when she had them on, she danced as good as anyone
She wouldn't go to bed, until she had her shimmy on
But when she had it on, she'd go to bed with anyone
Me ring a ding a dong, me ring a ding a daddy-o
Me ring a ding a dong, me whack fol the daddy-o
She had lovers by the score, every Tom, Dick and Harry
She was courted night and day, but still she wouldn't marry
Then she fell in love with a fella with a stammer
He tried to run away, she hit him with a hammer
Me ring a ding a dong, me ring a ding a daddy-o
Me ring a ding a dong, me whack fol the daddy-o
She had children up the stairs, children in the byre
Another ten or twelve, sittin' round the fire
She fed them on some spuds, soup made of nettles
Lumps of herring bacon that she boiled up in the kettle
Me ring a ding a dong, me ring a ding a daddy-o
Me ring a ding a dong, me whack fol the daddy-o
But she lived a shedded life, eatin' porridge and white puddin'
She terrorized her man, 'til he up and died right sudden
When the husband died, she was feeling kinda sorry
She rolled him in a bag and she threw him in the quarry
Me ring a ding a dong, me ring a ding a daddy-o
Me ring a ding a dong, me whack fol the daddy-o
Me ring a ding a dong, me ring a ding a daddy-o
Me ring a ding a dong, me whack fol the daddy-o