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[Verse 1]
In the Ctown of Ballybay, there was a lassie Gdwellin, I Cknew her very well and the sGtory's wortha-Ctellin. HeCr father had a sGtill and he Cwas a good disGtiller, But Cwhen she went on theAm drink, sure theC devil wouldn'tG fill her.
[Chorus]
With me Cring a-ding aAm-dum, me riCng a-ding a-dGaddy-o, me Cring a-ding aAm-dum, whGack for the Cdaddy-o.
[Verse 2]
And sheC had a wooden leg that was hollow dowGn the middle ShCe used to tie a string and sGhe'd play it lCike a fiddle. ShCe'd fiddle in thGe hall, she'Cd fiddle in thGe alleyway, She Cdidn't give a daAmmn, she used to Cfiddle anGyway.
[Chorus]
With me Cring a-ding aAm-dum, me riCng a-ding a-dGaddy-o, me Cring a-ding aAm-dum, whGack for the Cdaddy-o.
[Verse 3]
And sheC said she couldn't dance unless she had her Gwellie on, BuCt when she had it on she could dGance as well aCs anyone. ShCe wouldn't go toG bed unless Cshe had her shGimmie on, But Cwhen she had it Amon she would go Cto bed with anyGone.
[Chorus]
With me Cring a-ding aAm-dum, me riCng a-ding a-dGaddy-o, me Cring a-ding aAm-dum, whGack for the Cdaddy-o.
[Verse 4]
She hadC lovers by the score, every Tom and Dick and GHarry, ShCe was courted night and day, but stiGll she wouldn'Ct marry. AnCd then she fell in lGove with felClow with a staGmmer, WhenC he tried to runAm away, she hit hCim with a hammeGr.
[Chorus]
With me Cring a-ding aAm-dum, me riCng a-ding a-dGaddy-o, me Cring a-ding aAm-dum, whGack for the Cdaddy-o.
[Verse 5]
She hadC children up the stairs, she had children in the Gpyre AnCd another ten or twelve sittin' rotGtin' by the fiCre. ShCe fed 'em on potGatoes, and soCup she made withG nettles, And Clumps of hairy bAmacon that she boCiled up in the Gkettle.
[Chorus]
With me Cring a-ding aAm-dum, me riCng a-ding a-dGaddy-o, me Cring a-ding aAm-dum, whGack for the Cdaddy-o.
[Verse 6]
So she Cled a sheltered life, eating porridge and black Gpuddin, ShCe terrorized her man, untGil he died right Csudden. AnCd when the husbaGnd died, sheC was feelin' vGery sorry So sChe wrapped him iAmn a bag and she Cthrew him in thGe quarry.
[Chorus]
With me Cring a-ding aAm-dum, me riCng a-ding a-dGaddy-o, me Cring a-ding aAm-dum, whGack for the Cdaddy-o.