Ríoghnach Locha Eachach |
CHORUS:
I swear by my soul, just knock me out cold If you ever see in my hand That clear little bottle with the red satin band When I'm gray and old, it'll be like I told Oh, you can be certain, my friend I'll never drink Witch Hazel's potions again When good lady, fair, traveled to this land, I swore I would win me her hand So I asked of Ol' Hazel, "Would you help me, my friend?" She gave me that bottle with the red satin band When next I awoke, I'd a ring on my hand I slipped downstairs to see my bride I tried hard to run, but I couldn't hide And the goblin chief kept me at his daughter's side "Good Hazel," I asked, "Oh, what have you done?" "My life's crumbled away like the sand" Ol' Hazel just smiled and held out her hand Holding a bottle with a red satin band CHORUS When next I awoke, 'twas not in my bed And what I saw made my soul hard A mud hut it was, with a window hole carved Looking out on the goblins toiling in the yard I made my escape, and I wanted revenge I stormed into Hazel's home and 'Twas naught but a bottle and note on a stand Encircled by that cursed red satin band "This one," the note read, "will fix everything" "I promise you, heart on my hand" It couldn't get worse, I thought in the end I drank down that bottle with the red satin band CHORUS When next I awoke, to the window I crept Before me, I could not believe Goblins at stalls, hawking goods cheap Goblins on rooftops, repairing the eaves My wife came to me as I went down the stairs, A bouquet of roses in hand "My father," she said, "now blesses your land" And the roses were bound with a red satin band I swear by my soul, just like tales of old Our villages work hand-in-hand For a clear little bottle with a red satin band When I'm gray and old, it'll be like I told Oh, you can be certain, my friend I need not drink Witch Hazel's potions again |
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