The Town of Ballybay

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In the town of Ballybay there was a lassie dwellin I knew her very well and the story is worth tellin Her father kept a still and he was a good distiller When she took to drink well the devil couldn't fill her chorus With my ring a ding a dum a ring a ding a daddios, Me ring a ding a dum with a whack fol a daddio And she had a wooden leg that was hollow down the middle She used to tie a string on it and play it like a fiddle She'd fiddle in the hall she'd fiddle in the alleyway She didn't give a damn she had to fiddle anyway And she said she couldn't dance unless she had her wellie on But when she had it on she could dance as well as anyone She wouldn't go to bed unless she had her shimmy on But when she had it on she would go as quick as anyone She had lovers by the score every Tom Dick and Harry She was courting night and day but still she wouldn't marry And then she fell in love with a fella with a stammer When he tried to run she hit him with a hammer She had children up the stairs she had childer in the brier And another ten or twelve sitting roaring by the fire She fed them on potatoes and on soup she made with nettles And on lumps of hairy bacon that she boiled up in the kettle So she led a sheltered life eating porridge and black pudding And she terrorized her man until he died right sudden And when the husband died she was feeling very sorry She rolled him in a bag and threw him in the quarry