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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Ken Casey
Ken Casey
Bass
James Lynch
James Lynch
Guitar
Marc Orrell
Marc Orrell
Guitar
Tim Brennan
Tim Brennan
Guitar
Al Barr
Al Barr
Lead Vocals
Anders Geering
Anders Geering
Background Vocals
Josephine Lyons
Josephine Lyons
Background Vocals
Lance Burnett
Lance Burnett
Background Vocals
Laura Casey
Laura Casey
Cello
Marco Urban
Marco Urban
Background Vocals
Matt Kelly
Matt Kelly
Drums
Tom Madden
Tom Madden
Background Vocals
Tom Oconnell
Tom Oconnell
Background Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Ken Casey
Ken Casey
Composer
Alexander Barr
Alexander Barr
Composer
James Lynch
James Lynch
Composer
Matthew Kelly
Matthew Kelly
Composer
Tim Brennan
Tim Brennan
Composer
Dropkick Murphys
Dropkick Murphys
Arranger
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
David Bianco
David Bianco
Producer
Ken Casey
Ken Casey
Producer
Jim Siegel
Jim Siegel
Mixing Engineer
Brendan Maguire
Brendan Maguire
Guitar Technician
Jeremy Rankin
Jeremy Rankin
Assistant Engineer
Mike Paradis
Mike Paradis
Assistant Engineer
Ray Jeffrey
Ray Jeffrey
Guitar Technician
Scott Riebling
Scott Riebling
Recording Engineer
Wick Hill
Wick Hill
Assistant Engineer

Lyrics

Come single guy and gal unto me pay attention Don't ever fall in love, it's the devil's own invention For once he fell in love with a maiden so bewitching Miss Henrietta Bell down in Captain Kelly's kitchen With me toora loora la, me toora loora laddie Me toora loora la and me toora loora laddie At the age of seventeen I apprenticed to a grocer Not far from Stephen's Green, where Miss Henri' used to go sir Her manners were sublime she set my heart a-twitchin' When she invited me to a party in the kitchen With me toora loora la, me toora loora laddie Me toora loora la and me toora loora laddie Sunday was the day that they were to have their flare-up He dressed himself quite gay, I frizzed and oiled my hair up The Captain had no wife and he had gone a-fishin' She groped me on the stairs beneath the old man's kitchen With me toora loora la, me toora loora laddie Me toora loora la and me toora loora laddie Her arms around my waist she slyly hinted marriage When to the door in haste came Captain Kelly's carriage Her eyes were full of hate, and poison she was spittin' The Captain kicked the door in and stormed into the kitchen With me toora loora la, me toora loora laddie Me toora loora la and me toora loora laddie When the Captain came downstairs he saw my situation In spite of all his prayers he was marched off to the station For him they'd take no bail, to get home I was itchin' He had to tell the tale how I came into the kitchen With me toora loora la, me toora loora laddie Me toora loora la and me toora loora laddie I said she did invite me, but she gave flat denial For assault she did indict me and I was sent for trial She swore he'd robbed her house, in spite of all her screechin' I got six months hard, for his courtin' in the kitchen With me toora loora la, me toora loora laddie Me toora loora la and me toora loora laddie
Writer(s): Marc Orrell, Alexander Barr, Traditional, James Lynch, Mathew Kelly, Kenneth Casey, Timothy Brennan Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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