Lyrics:

Come single guy and gal unto me pay attentionDon''t ever fall in loveIt''s the devil''s own inventionFor once he fell in love with a maiden so bewitchingMiss Henrietta Bell down in Captain Kelly''s kitchenCHORUS:With me toora loora la, me toora loora laddieMe toora loora la and me toora loora laddieAt the age of seventeen I apprenticed to a grocerNot far from Stephen''s GreenWhere Miss Henri'' used to go sirHer manners were sublime she set my heart a-twitchin''When she invited me to a party in the kitchenCHORUS:With me toora loora la, me toora loora laddieMe toora loora la and me toora loora laddieSunday was the day that they were to have their flare-upHe dressed himself quite gayI frizzed and oiled my hair upThe Captain had no wife and he had gone a-fishin''She groped me on the stairs beneath the old man''s kitchenCHORUS:With me toora loora la, me toora loora laddieMe toora loora la and me toora loora laddieHer arms around my waist she slyly hinted marriageWhen to the door in haste came Captain Kelly''s carriageHer eyes were full of hate and poison she was spittin''The Captain kicked the door in and stormed into the kitchenCHORUS:With me toora loora la, me toora loora laddieMe toora loora la and me toora loora laddieWhen the Captain came downstairs he saw my situationIn spite of all his prayers he was marched off to the stationFor him they''d take no bailTo get home I was itchin''He had to tell the tale how I came into the kitchenCHORUS:With me toora loora la, me toora loora laddieMe toora loora la and me toora loora laddieI said she did invite meBut she gave flat denialFor assault she did indict me and I was sent for trialShe swore he''d robbed her houseIn spite of all her screechin''I got six months hardFor his courtin'' in the kitchenCHORUS:With me toora loora la, me toora loora laddieMe toora loora la and me toora loora laddie