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Sting - Cushie Butterfield Lyrics

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  • I'm a broken-hearted keelman
  • and I'm o'er head in love
  • With a young lass from Gyetsid
  • And I call 'er my dove
  • Her name's Cushie Butterfield
  • And she sells yellow clay
  • And 'er cousins a muckman
  • And they call him Tom Gray
  • CHORUS
  • She's a big lass
  • She's a bonny lass
  • And she likes her beer
  • And I call her Cushie Butterfield
  • And I wish she was here
  • Her eyes is like two holes
  • In a blanket burnt through
  • And her breath in the mornin'
  • Would scare a young coo
  • She wears big galoshes
  • And her stockings once was white
  • And her bed gown it's lilac
  • And her hat's never straight
  • CHORUS
  • Cushie Butterfield
  • Aa's a broken hairted keel man and Aa's ower heed in luv
  • Wiv a young lass in Gyetsid an Aa caal hor me duv
  • Hor nyem's Cushie Butterfield and she sells Yalla clay
  • And her cousin is a muckman and they caall im Tom Gray.
  • Chorus- She's a big lass an' a bonnie lass an' she likes hor beer
  • An they caall hor Cushie Butterfield an' aa wish she war heor
  • Her eyes are like two holes in a blanket bornt throo,
  • An' her brows in a mornin wad spyen a young coo;
  • An' when aw heer her shootin "will ye buy ony clay,"
  • Like a candy man's trumpet, it steels ma young hart away.
  • Ye'll oft see hor doon at Sangit when the fresh harrin cims in,
  • She's like a bagfull o'saadust tied roond wiv a string;
  • She weers big galoshes tee, an' hor stockins once was white,
  • An' hor bedgoon it's laelock, but hor hat's nivver strite.
  • Chorus
  • Whan Aa axed hor te marry us, she started te laff;
  • "Noo, nyen o'yor munkey tricks, for Aa like nee such chaff"
  • Then she started a' blubblin' an' roared like a bull,
  • An' the cheps on the Keel ses As's nowt but a fyeul.
  • Chorus
  • She sez "The chep that gets me'll heh to work ivry day,
  • An when he cums hyem at neets hell heh te gan an' seek clay;
  • An' when he's away seekin't aal myek balls an' sing'
  • Weel may the keel row that my laddies in !"
  • Chorus
  • Noo, aw heer she hes anuther chep, an' he hews at Shipcote'
  • If aw thowt she wad deceive me, ah'd sure cut me throat;
  • Aal doon the river sailin, ansing "Aam afloat,"
  • Biddin addo te Cushy Butterfield an the chep at Shipcote.
  • Chorus

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