Peter Street

Oh you landsmen and you seamen, come listen to my song

It's of a trick was played on me, it wont delay you

Long

I came from sea the other day, a fair girl I did meet

She kindly asked me to a dance, t'was up on Peter

Street



"Oh no" says I "me fair maid, though I can dance quite

Well

Tonight I'm bound for Wicklow's Town 'tis where my

People dwell"

"You'd better come with me" she said "for the distance

Is not far"

And finding her so friendlily I jumped into her car



Well as the dance was over, straight to the bed did go

Was little did I ever think she'd pull my overthrow

Robbed my gold watch and 30 pounds, a pack of fags and

Fled

And left me there stark naked alone upon the bed



Now when I awoke in the morning, it was nothing did I

Spy

But a woman's shirt and apron upon the bed did lie

I wrung my hands and tore my hair and cried what shall

I do

For tonight I'm bound for Wicklow's Town, no more will

I see you



Well as the streets were lonesome at the hour of 2

O'clock

I put on the shirt and apron and marched down to the

Dock

The crew they saw me coming, these words to me did say

"My dear old chap you struck a snap since you've been

Gone away



Are those the new spring fashions that the ladies wear

On shore

Where is the shop you bought them at, and is there

Anymore"

The captain on the quarter-deck looked at me with frown

Saying "Jack I'd buy a better suit than that for thirty

Pounds"



"I would sir if I could sir, if I'd only got the chance

But I met a girl on Peter Street and she asked me to a

Dance

She danced my heart's deception, I got robbed from head

To feet

And I'll take my oath no more I'll go to a dance on

Peter Street"



Oh you landsmen and you seamen, a warning take by me

Be sure to choose good company when you go out on spree

Be sure to choose good company or you'll find yourself

Like me

With a woman's shirt and apron for to fit you out for

Sea