
| Tammy O'Shea |
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When I came a calling On Tammy O' Shea Her Da said don't court her And he bid me away She won't cross her parents Nor would I want her to I see before me What I've got to do Chorus Oh Tammy O, Oh Tammy ah I'll win the hearts Of your Ma and your Da I'll love their daughter Til my dying day Oh Tammy O Lovely Tammy O' Shea I'll weed her mum's garden Bring sod for the fire Carry her parcels I'll never tire And when I come courtin' My hat in my hand I'll have 'em thinkin' No finer young man Chorus At mass Sunday mornings They'll always see me Holding the door For me in-laws to be And I won't be seen At the pubs in the town Cause I can't be tarnished If I'm not around Chorus I'll work at my living I'll save what I earn And I won't go spending At every turn And when I buy Tammy A fine band of gold Then they will welcome me Into the fold Chorus |
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