Chorus:
óró, 'sheanduine, 'sheanduine dóite
Luigh ar do leaba is codail do dhóthain
óró, 'sheanduine, 'sheanduine dóite
Is óró, 'sheanduine is mairg a phós thú
Chuir mé mo sheanduine
Isteach ins an choirnéal
A dhíol bhainne ramhair
Is a dh'ithe aráin eornan
Dá gcuirfeadh sé a cheann amach
Bhainfinn an tsrón de
Agus d'fhuígfinn an chuid eile
Ag na cailíní óga
(Chorus)
Dá bhfaigheadh mo sheanduine
Gach ní mar ba chóir dó
Greamanna ime
Agus greamanna feola
íochtar na cuinneoige
Is prátaí rósta
Bhainfeadh sí gliogar
As cailíní óga
(Chorus, 3rd verse, chorus)
Chuir mé mo sheanduine
Go Sráidbhaile an Róba
Cleite ina hata
Agus búclaí ar a bhróga
Bhí triúir á mhealladh
Is ceathrar á phógadh
Chuala mé i nGaillimh
Gur imigh sé leotha
(Chorus, 5th verse, chorus twice)
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Enlish Translation:
Chorus:
Oh burnt old man, old man
Lie on your bed and sleep plenty
Oh burnt old man, old man
I wish I had never married you
I sent my old man
Into his corner by the fire
With sour milk
And brown bread
If he sticks his head out
I'll take the nose off him
And give the rest of him
To the young women
(Chorus)
If my old man
Got everything he deserves
Bites of butter
And bites of meat
The bottom of the churn
And roast potatoes
He would rattle
The young women
(Chorus, 3rd verse, chorus)
I sent my old man
To Ballin Robe
With a feather in his hat
And buckles on his shoes
I heard that three were hugging him
And four were kissing him
I heard in Galway
That he left with them
(Chorus, 5th verse, chorus twice)
