Fooled Tekst: Øystein Berntsen Molodi: Per Ivar Moum Intro One day as I was walking, down Batchelors way I spied a lassie on the corner by St Georges quay Her hair was golden, and her lips where red And the only thought in my head, was to get her in bed I approached her gently, with a shivering smile I said hello there little lassie, then we talked for a while We went down to the alehouse, loaded pint by pint But by a quarter past eleven, she was out of sight She took off with all me money, that thieving mare Left me drink and pennyless, but she didn't care She took off with all me money, left me standing there Never more I'll go a' courting, it's just never fair Never more I'll go a' courting, it's just never fair Solo as intro A few weeks later, over in Galway town I met a pretty little lady, as I had a look around A fairer creature, I never did see But the problem was that she wasn't that fond of me Ref Solo I took her down to the local distillery This time I was gonna make it work for me But I got drunk and senseless, still crying for more Then I woke up nearly pennyless, like each time before Ref Outro as intro
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