Maura O'Connell - Irish Blues Lyrics
Do you love an apple,Do you love a pear,Do you love a laddie with curly brown hair?But still I love him, and I'll not deny himI'll go with him wherever he goesHe stands at the cornerA fag in his mouthTwo hands in his pocketsHe whistles me outBut still I love him, and I'll not deny himI'll go with him wherever he goesHe works in a factoryFor nine bob a weekCome saturday nightHe comes rolling home drunkBut still I love him, and I'll not deny himI'll go with him wherever he goesBefore I got married I wore a grey shawlBut now that I'm married, I've nothing at allBut still I love him, and I'll not deny himI'll go with him wherever he goesBefore I got married, I sported and playedBut now the cradle it gets in me wayBut still I love him, and I'll not deny himI'll go with him wherever he goes