An old Irish tune.............................................................................................
I’m tired now of single life.
My mind’s made up to take a wife.
To help me through this world of strife,
And keep me out of danger.
Love, won’t you marry me, oh, marry me, marry me,
Love, won’t you marry me and keep me out of danger.
Love, won’t you marry me, oh, marry me, marry me,
Love, won’t you marry me and keep me out of danger.
I have a cottage by the sea
Adorned with flowers for her and me.
And any girl would happy be.
And I would treat her fairly.
Love, won’t you marry me, oh, marry me, marry me,
Love, won’t you marry me and keep me out of danger.
Love, won’t you marry me, oh, marry me, marry me,
Love, won’t you marry me and keep me out of danger.
And now that we the knot have tied,
And she for years has been my bride,
with lots of children by our side,
We're shielded from all danger.
Love won’t you marry me….
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