The Chaps of Cockaigny
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Lyrics
O the chaps of Cocaigny they are stout roving blades And when they get in company with the sweet pretty maids They will kiss them and court them and swear they'll be true And the very next moment they will go and leave you Cocaigny is a fine town, it shines where it stands And the more I think upon it the more my heart burns If I was at Cocaigny I should think myself at home For there we get sweethearts but here we get none His eyes are black as Cocaigny's black coal Which through my poor bosom has burned a big hole They will kiss you and court you and tell you as many lies As the hairs upon your head, my love, or the stars in the skies
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Song Details
- Duration
- 04:46
- Key
- 7
- Tempo
- 176 BPM