Colonel O’Connor and Joel Simpson were kind enough to once again join me for The Irish Pub Song Of The Day. We had fun performing Maids When You’re Young. I hadn’t done the song in at least 10 years and it was nice to dust it off again with the gang.

Grab your instrument and play along!

Maids When You’re Young (PDF)

Maids When You’re Young Never Wed an Old Man

An [D]old man came courting me, hey ding dur um [A]da

An [D]old man came courting me, me being [A]young

An [D]old man came [G]courting me, [D]said he would [A]marry me

[D]Maids when you’re [G]young never [A]wed an old [D]man

For he’s got no folurum fol diddle-i-urum da
He’s got not folurum fol diddle-i-aye
He’s got no folurum, he’s lost his ding-durum
Maids when you’re young never wed an old man

When we went to church, hey ding dur um da
When we went to church, me being young
When we went to church, he left me in the lurch
Maids when you’re young never wed an old man

When we went to bed, hey ding dur um da
When we went to bed, me being young
When we went to bed, he lay as if was dead
Maids when you’re young never wed an old man

Well i threw me leg over him, hey ding dur um da
Well i threw me leg over him, me being young
Well i threw me leg over him, damn well near smothered him
Maids when you’re young never wed an old man

When he went to sleep, hey ding dur um da
When he went to sleep, me being young
When he went to sleep, I from his side did creep
Into the arms of a handsome young man

Now he’s got falurum, fol diddle-i-urum da Now he’s got folurum fol diddle-i-aye
Now he’s got folurum, he got my ding-durum
Maids when you’re young never wed an old man

Finally, The Colonel and Joel Simpson for some accompaniment!! Joel and The Colonel stopped by for As I Roved Out for the Irish Pub Song Of The Day.

We have a lot of fun together and one day, The Colonel and I will get Joel to speak!!

Have fun and play along, that’s what it is all about!!!!!!

As I Roved Out(PDF)

As I Roved Out

[Bm]As I roved out on a May morning, on a May morning right early

I [D]met me love [A]upon the way, Oh [Bm]Lord, but [A]she was [Bm]early

And she sang [D]lilt-a-doodle lilt-a-doodle lilt-a-doodle-dee

And [A]she hi-da-land-da-dee and [D]she hi-da-land-da-dee and [Bm]she land-dae

Her boots were black and her stockings white and her buckles shone like silver
She had a dark and a rolling eye and her ear-rings tipped her shoulder

“What age are you, my bonnie wee lass? What age are you my honey?”
Modestly she answered me “I’ll be seventeen on Sunday”

“Where do you live, me bonnie wee lass? Where do you live me honey?”
“At a wee house up at the top of the hill, and I live there with me mammy”

“If I went to the house on the top of the hill when the moon was shining clearly
Would you arise and let me in and your mammy not to hear ye?”

I went to the house at the top of the hill when the moon was shining clearly
She arose to let me in, for her mammy chanced to hear her

She caught her by the hair of the head and down to the room she brought her
With the root of a hazel twig, she was the well-beat daughter

“Will you marry me now, me soldier lad? Will you marry me now or never?
Will you marry me now, me soldier lad, for you see I’m done forever?”

“I can’t marry you, my bonnie wee lass, I can’t marry you, my honey
For I have got a wife at home and how could I disown her?”

A pint at night is my delight and a gallon in the morning
The old women are my heartbreak, but the young one is me darling