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ΜύΜύΜύ Cock-a-doodle-doo! Here I go again,
ΜύΜύΜύ Out of bed sore and barely fed,
ΜύΜύΜύ My hair is a mess and just look at my dress!
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ΜύΜύΜύΜύ Milking cows and chasing hens
ΜύΜύΜύΜύ I am at my wits end.
ΜύΜύΜύΜύ The Lord and Lady of the grand hall
ΜύΜύΜύΜύ Don’t want to hear of this at all.
ΜύΜύΜύΜύ They only care for expensive sandals
ΜύΜύΜύΜύ And not that I’ve run out of candles,
ΜύΜύΜύΜύ Oh no! I’ve got to bake the bread
ΜύΜύΜύΜύ Or today I’ll surely lose my head.
ΜύΜύΜύΜύ How I long for peace and quiet!
ΜύΜύΜύΜύ The Banquet this week will be a riot.
ΜύΜύΜύΜύ Peasants, Lords and loyal knights
ΜύΜύΜύΜύ In Carrickfergus it’ll be a rousing night.
ΜύΜύΜύΜύ That blind Gaelic Harper is a charmer
ΜύΜύΜύΜύ Not for me your English knight in armour.
ΜύΜύΜύΜύ Last night I heard him play Greensleeves!
ΜύΜύΜύΜύ He says the strings do as they please.
ΜύΜύΜύΜύ But an Ulsterman! My advances he does resist
ΜύΜύΜύΜύ Sure they’re forever clenching fists.
ΜύΜύΜύΜύ Dark clouds are approaching,
ΜύΜύΜύΜύ Cruel death and much encroaching.
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ΜύΜύΜύΜύ Oh! I have to make the ale!
ΜύΜύ ΜύΜύAnd be sure to fill my harpers pail
ΜύΜύΜύΜύ The herbs and gardens I need to tend
ΜύΜύΜύΜύ And all my efforts on taxes spend!
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