I'm simply surrounded by lovers, Since Da made his fortune in land;They're comin' in crowds like the plovers To ax for me hand.There's clerks and policemen and teachers, Some sandy, some black as a crow;Ma says ye get used to the creatures, But, ach, I dunno!
The convent is in a commotion To think of me taking a spouse,And they wonder I hadn't the notion Of taking the vows.'Tis a beautiful life and a quiet, And keeps ye from going below,As a girl I thought I might try it, But, ach, I dunno!
I've none but meself to look after, An' marriage it fills me with fears,I think I'd have less of the laughter And more of the tears.I'll not be a slave like me mother, With six of us all in a row,Even one little baby's a bother, But, ach, I dunno!
There's a lad that has taken me fancy, I know he's a bit of a limb,And though marriage is terrible chancy, I'd -- chance it with him.He's coming to-night -- oh -- I tingle, From the top of me head to me toe,I'll tell him I'd rather live single, But, ach, I dunno!
