JINNY WREN BRIDE
Cho: Married, married,
I've married my Jinny Wren Bride.
Married, married.
I've married my Jinny Wren Bride.
I've just come away from the wedding
And, Lord, I could laugh till I died,
I'll never forget the relations I met
When I married my Jinny Wren Bride.
Her brother he works in the dockyard.
Her Pa owns a mariners store,
And as for their habits they breed just like rabbits,
They own half the cradles on shore.
I asked her old man for a dowry.
He gave me a can of soft soap.
A bundle of waste, and some polish and paste.
And fifty-four fathoms of rope.
Now the present I got from her sister,
Was some postal cards labeled "obscene".
Her brother the raper gave us some paper.
Six packets of service latrine
Her panties were made of pink coral,
Her bra was two clams held with clips,
While from her suspenders, a motor boat's fenders.
Hung from her navel in strips.
Now, most of the strange congregation
Was made up of Wrens lined in fours,
While in the back pew was a generous crew,
Of Newcastle's favourite whores
So now I'm just off on my honeymoon.
I don't know what happens tonight.
But I've talked to a few who declare that they do.
And they swear she's a bit of all right.
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JINNY WREN BRIDE
Cho: Married, married,
I've married my Jinny Wren Bride.
Married, married.
I've married my Jinny Wren Bride.
I've just come away from the wedding
And, Lord, I could laugh till I died,
I'll never forget the relations I met
When I married my Jinny Wren Bride.
Her brother he works in the dockyard.
Her Pa owns a mariners store,
And as for their habits they breed just like rabbits,
They own half the cradles on shore.
I asked her old man for a dowry.
He gave me a can of soft soap.
A bundle of waste, and some polish and paste.
And fifty-four fathoms of rope.
Now the present I got from her sister,
Was some postal cards labeled "obscene".
Her brother the raper gave us some paper.
Six packets of service latrine
Her panties were made of pink coral,
Her bra was two clams held with clips,
While from her suspenders, a motor boat's fenders.
Hung from her navel in strips.
Now, most of the strange congregation
Was made up of Wrens lined in fours,
While in the back pew was a generous crew,
Of Newcastle's favourite whores
So now I'm just off on my honeymoon.
I don't know what happens tonight.
But I've talked to a few who declare that they do.
And they swear she's a bit of all right.
Cho: Married, married,
I've married my Jinny Wren Bride.
Married, married.
I've married my Jinny Wren Bride.
I've just come away from the wedding
And, Lord, I could laugh till I died,
I'll never forget the relations I met
When I married my Jinny Wren Bride.
Her brother he works in the dockyard.
Her Pa owns a mariners store,
And as for their habits they breed just like rabbits,
They own half the cradles on shore.
I asked her old man for a dowry.
He gave me a can of soft soap.
A bundle of waste, and some polish and paste.
And fifty-four fathoms of rope.
Now the present I got from her sister,
Was some postal cards labeled "obscene".
Her brother the raper gave us some paper.
Six packets of service latrine
Her panties were made of pink coral,
Her bra was two clams held with clips,
While from her suspenders, a motor boat's fenders.
Hung from her navel in strips.
Now, most of the strange congregation
Was made up of Wrens lined in fours,
While in the back pew was a generous crew,
Of Newcastle's favourite whores
So now I'm just off on my honeymoon.
I don't know what happens tonight.
But I've talked to a few who declare that they do.
And they swear she's a bit of all right.