Thomas McCarthy
Backwards and forwards, I am reeling and tight Oh tis some spree I have been on tonight I have been to McCarthy’s with Patsy O’Maher Oh, we drank the black bottle from under the bar We drank and we drank, we banished all care We gave not a thought to foul weather or fair Now on the floor, I’m curled up in a heap Arrah, leave me to sleep, biddy, leave me to sleep Chorus: I’m clasped to the pig in a loving embrace Oh the hairs of his curly tail, they’re tickling me face There’s no use in telling me sober to keep Arrah leave me to sleep, biddy leave me to sleep Over my head in the days that are gone Gaily I flourished my knotty blackthorn And if I only, I had it tonight Maybe I wouldn’t be out for a fight And if Paddy Murphy, I chance for to meet Tis an elegant ruction we’ll have in the street He’ll soon be glad in a knothole to creep Arrah leave me to sleep, biddy, leave me to sleep Drop down by the pig, here, and share his embrace Let my red whiskers lie close to your face The creature won’t hurt you, he’ll do you no harm Drop down by me biddy, and keep my back warm Squeeze me up tight as you oft have before And I’ll sing you to sleep with the sounds of my snores The rats and the mice all around us may creep Arrah leave me to sleep, biddy, leave me to sleep