Love Is Waiting
Quaint little villages here and there
You're sure to fall in love with Old Cape Cod
If you like the taste of a lobster stew
Served by a window with an ocean view
You're sure to fall in love with Old Cape Cod
Winding roads that seem to beckon you
Miles of trees beneath the skies of blue
Church bell chiming on a Sunday morn
remind you of a town where you were born
If you spend an evening you'll want to stay
Watching the moonlight on Cap Cod Bay
You're sure to fall in love with Old Cape Cod
Quare Bungle Rye
MY JOHNNY LAD
I bought a wife in Edinburgh
For a bawbie;
And then I got a farthing back
To buy terbaccer wi'
cho: And wi' you, and wi' you, and wi' you, my Johnny lad,
I'll dance the buckles off my shoes wi' you my Johnny lad.
As I was walkin' Sunday, 'twas there I saw the Queen,
A-playln' at the football wi' the lads on Glasgow green,
The captain 'o the other slde was scorin' wi' great style,
The queen, she called a policeman, and had him thrown in jail.
Samson was a mlghty man, and he fought wi' the cuddy's jaw,
He fought a thousand battles wearlng crlmson flannel drawers.
Napoleon was an emperor, and he ruled on land and sea,
He ruled all France and Germany, but he didn't rule Jock McGhee.
Now Johnny Is a bonny lad, he is a lad of mine,
I've never had a better lad and I've had twenty-nine.
Recorded by Clancys
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