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Do You Want Your Old Lobby Washed Down

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    I've a nice little cot and a small piece of land
    And a place by the side of the sea
    And I cares about no one because I believe
    That nobody cares about me
    My peace is destroyed and I'm surely annoyed
    By a lassie who lives down the town
    She sighs every day as she passes the way
    Do you want your old lobby washed down

    Do you want your old lobby washed down, Con Shine
    Do you want your old lobby washed down
    She sighs every day as she passes the way
    Do you want your old lobby washed down

    The other day the old landlord came by for his rent
    I told him no money I had
    Besides 't wasn't fair for to ask me to pay
    And the times were so awfully bad
    He looked discontent at not getting his rent
    And he shook his big head with a frown
    Says he, I'll take half, and says I for the laugh
    Do you want your old lobby washed down

    Do you want your old lobby washed down, Con Shine
    Do you want your old lobby washed down
    Says he, I'll take half, and says I for the laugh
    Do you want your old lobby washed down

    Now the boys are so bashful when they go out courting
    They seem to be so very shy
    As to kiss a young maid, oh they would in the shade
    They would if they could on the sly
    Sure, but me, I do things in a different way
    I don't give a damn or a frown
    When I goes to court, I says here goes for sport
    Do you want your old lobby washed down

    Do you want your old lobby washed down, Con Shine
    Do you want your old lobby washed down
    When I goes to court, I says here goes for sport
    Do you want your old lobby washed down

    As sung by Jimmy Crowley

Susannes Folksong-Notizen

  • [1998:] It's time I put on record a truthful representation of the altercation between myself and Brendan Shine regarding this song. I was on tour in England and had been playing a test pressing of my new single when a very animated Shine entered the room of the Birmingham lodging house. Having waxed eloquent in the praise of both myself and the song, in a friendly gesture, I offered him a copy for which he insisted on giving me a pound, for reasons best known to himself. I judged him as I judged troubadours of my own folk fraternity, in that, the unwritten law against poaching another artist's material transcended all musical denominations. Judge then of my chagrin when I heard his recording of it soon after.

    Learned from "the singing fireman", John O'Shea, of Cork city. (Jimmy Crowley, notes 'Uncorked!')

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