As I was sitting by the fire, Talking to
old Reilly's daughter Suddenly a thought came into my head: I'd like to marry old Reilly's daughter,
Chorus Giddy I Ay, Giddy I Ay, Giddy I Ay For
the one eyed Reilly, Giddy I Ay, (bang, bang, bang) Play it on your big brass drum.
For Reilly played on
the big brass drum Reilly had a mind for murder and slaughter, Reilly had a bright red gilttering eye, And he kept
an eye on his lovely daughter.
Chorus
Her hair was black and her eyes were blue The colonel and the
major and the captain sought her The sergeant and the private and the drummer boy, too But they never had a chance with
O'Reilly's daughter.
Chorus
I got me a ring and a parson, too, I got me a 'scratch' in the married
quarter Settled me down to a peaceful life, As happy as a king with O'Reilly's daughter.
Chorus
Suddenly
a footstep on the stair, Who should it be but the one-eyed Reilly With two pistols in his hand Look for the man who
married his daughter.
Chorus
I took O'Reilly by the hair, Rammed his head in a pail of water, Fired
his pistols in the air, A darned sight quicker than I married his daughter.
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