Red Haired Mary

As I was going to the fair of Dingle
 One fine morning last July
 A fine young man came up behind me
 "Red-haired Mary," did he cry
 "Will you come with me, my red-haired Mary?
 The donkey, he can carry two"
 I looked at him, me eyes did twinkle
 Me cheeks, they were a rosy hue
 "Thank you kindly, sir," I answered
 Then tossed me light red hair
 Says I, "Will you hold the donkey
 And I'll ride with you to the Dingle fair"
 When we reached the town of Dingle
 He caught me hand to say good-bye
 Hit him in his left eye
 Chorus:
 Take your hands off red-haired Mary
 She and I are to be wed
 We were with the priest this very morn
 Tonight we'll lie in our marriage bed
 Well, he was feeling very peevish
 His poor eye was sad and sore
 He kicked the tinker with his hobnails
 Knocked him through Tom Murphy's door
 He galloped off to meet his father
 The tallest man you e'er did see
 He tapped him gently with his knuckles
 And now he's missing two front teeth
 Oh and I, the happy cailin
 "Man, with you I'll go," I said
 "Never mind the priest this very morn
 Tonight we'll sleep in Murphy's shed"
 (Chorus)
 Around the corner came a peeler
 Told him I had broke the law
 The donkey kicked him on the kneecap
 He fell down and broke his jaw
 Through the fair we roamed together
 His black eye and my red hair
 Gazing gaily at the tinker
 Weren't we the happy pair?
 (Chorus 2x)