FANCY FILLY FINANCING
(new lyrics to: GRANDMA’S IN THE CELLAR)
I-rish I had a shilling
For redheads unwilling
To give me even the time of day…
For many the lass
Who this poor boy will pass
Refusing to go e’en part of the way!
When the end of rainbows run away…
The finest Irish girls
Using me for finger twirls
Then finding another man with which to stay.
A guy just off the boat
Decided to devote
Energies to take away my Carol girl…
This Irish boy called George
Deepened the gorge
By taking Carol out for a whirl.
Spoke a line,
Spent his dime
To steal away my only first girlfriend…
Held back a grade he was mature
Making his girl conquest sure,
I barely saw her ’til the school year’s end!