Collection of Irish Song Lyrics
Crayfish
Fisherman fisherman standing by the sea
have you a crayfish you would sell to me
Yes sir yes sir that indeed I do
I've a nasty smelly crayfish I will sell to you
So I took him home and thought he would like to swim s
o I filled up the chamber pot an threw the bugger in
In the middle of the night I thought I'd have a fit
when my old lade got up to take a shower
Well husband husband she cried out to me
the devil's in the chamber pot and he's got a hold of me
Well children children bring up the looking glass
and come and see the crayfish that bit your mother's ear
Well children children you mother's had a fit
come and see the crayfish that bit your mother's toe
well she yelled and she screamed the noise it shook the walls
and then to get me back she grabbed me by the beard
well she swung and she hit me really cleaned my clock
but I never once fell over cause she grabbed me by the collar
well the crayfish escaped I thought he had the luck
but all this was his fault that nasty little fool
Well that's the end my story there is no more to tell
and if you don't like it you can go to France.
