MacEdward Leach and the Songs of Atlantic Canada
The Waterford Boys
Frank Knox NFLD 2 Tape 20A Track 5
St. Shott's Audio:
Ballad

Now, boys, for diversions we're all got together
I'll tell how from Waterford hither l came
I crossed the brave ocean in dark, stormy weather
My heart, it being light and my pocket the same.

Sad at leaving old Ireland, but once more on dry land
By this roadside, a tavern l happened to spy
And as l was melting, my pockets l felt in
For the price of a drink l was mortally dry.

Chorus:
For we are the boys for fun, with an element
Drinking and dancing and all other joys
For ructions, destructions, diversions, and devilment
Who can compare with the Waterford boys?

In that tavern l strolled out, the master he rolled
"Good morrow, says he, goes l, "If you please,
Provide me a bed, but first bring me bread,
A bottle of porter, and a small piece of cheese.

"The times they are queer, provisions are dear,
If you cannot get meat, with cheese be content."
Says the landlord, "You're right," as he brought me the bite
I rolled up me sleeves and at it l went.

Chorus:
For we are the boys for fun, with an element
Drinking and dancing and all other joys
For ructions, destructions, diversions, and devilment
Who can compare with the Waterford boys?

My bread and cheese ended, l then condescended
To seek some repose so l asked for a light
And soon in a doze l was under the clothes
So l drew in me toes and l puffed out the light.

But awakened from sleeping, l heard something creeping
And wandering and wandering around the bedpost
Says l, 'mid me watching this______________________
Squeaking and scratching, says l 'mid me watching
Says I, "You have mighty long claws for a ghost."

Chorus:
For we are the boys for fun, with an element
Drinking and dancing and all other joys
For ructions, destructions, diversions, and devilment
Who can compare with the Waterford boys?

My breath l suspended, the night it soon ended
I ventured tic peep from beneath the bedclothes
"Hey, murder what's that?" and a thumping Jack rat
Made a leap from the floor to the top of me nose.

"Thunder sweep you," says I, for a scheming old vagabond
"Take that and that," as l leaped on the floor
Yelling, "Murder and fire, Tim, Jerry, Maria
Rats they are eating me up by the score."

Chorus:
For we are the boys for fun, with an element
Drinking and dancing and all other joys
For ructions, destructions, diversions, and devilment
Who can compare with the Waterford boys?

The Iandlord, affrighted, he came with a light
"I'm murdered alive, so I must go away."
Says he, "Before going, I'll have you be knowing,
For supper and bed you've five shillings to pay."

"Five shillings for what?" say l, "Don't be disgracing
Yourself for a rogue," says l, "if you please.
When I can't sleep for rats, you've a brazen old face
For to charge me five shillings for plain bread and cheese."

Chorus:
For we are the boys for fun, with an element
Drinking and dancing and all other joys
For ructions, destructions, diversions, and devilment
Who can compare with the Waterford boys?

"Oh, perish the rats, I wish they would leave me
They're ruining my trade, and I'm not worth a rat(?)."
Says he, "The five shillings, if you will forgive me,
I'll tell you how you can keep out every rat."

"Agreed, then," says I and to supper invite them
And plain bread and cheese put before them for sure
And if you are willing, just charge them five shillings,
Bad luck to the rat will you ever see more.


Notes

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