Ukeadoodle

Courtin' in the Kitchen [C]

[Intro] [C] x 4

Come [C] single belle and beau, unto me pay at-[G]tention
Don’t [C] ever fall in love, it's the [F] devil’s own in-[G7]vention.
Once [C] I fell in love with a lady so be-[C7]witchin’
Miss [F] Henrietta Bell, out of [G7] Captain Kelly’s kitchen

(Chorus:
With me [C] toora loora la, me toora loora [G] laddie
Me [C] toora loora la, [G7] toora loora [C] laddie.)

At the [C] age of seventeen, I was ‘prenticed to a [G] grocer
Not [C] far from Stephen’s Green, where Miss [F] Henry used to [G7] go, sir
Her [C] manners were so fine, she set me heart a-[C7]twitchin’
She [F] invited me to a [G7] hooley in the kitchen.

(Chorus:
With me [C] toora loora la, me toora loora [G] laddie
Me [C] toora loora la, [G7] toora loora [C] laddie.)

Next [C] Sunday bein’ the day we were to have a [G] flare-up
I [C] dressed meself quite gay, and I [F] frizzed and oiled me (G7) hair up
The [C] Captain had no wife, and he had gone a-[C7]fishin’
So [F] we kicked up the high life, be-[G7]low stairs in the kitchen.

(Chorus:
With me [C] toora loora la, me toora loora [G] laddie
Me [C] toora loora la, [G7] toora loora [C] laddie.)

Just [C] as the clock struck six we sat down to the [G] table
She [C] served me tea and cakes and I [F] ate what I was [G7] able,
I [C] had cakes with punch and tay, till me side it got a [C7] stitch in
And [F] the time it passed away, while we was [G7] courtin’ in the kitchen.

(Chorus:
With me [C] toora loora la, me toora loora [G] laddie
Me [C] toora loora la, [G7] toora loora [C] laddie.)

With her [C] arms around me waist, she slyly hinted [G] marriage
When [C] through the door in haste we [F] heard Captain Kelly’s [G7]carriage.
Her [C] eyes were full of hate and poision she was [C7] spittin’
When the [F] captain at the door, walked [G7] right into the kitchen.

(Chorus:
With me [C] toora loora la, me toora loora [G] laddie
Me [C] toora loora la, [G7] toora loora [C] laddie.)

When the [C] Captain came downstairs, though he saw me sit-[G]uation
In [C] spite of all my prayers I was [F] marched off to the [G7] station
For [C] me they set no bail, but to get home I was [C7] itchin’
And I [F] had to tell the tale, how I [G7] came into that kitchen.

(Chorus:
With me [C] toora loora la, me toora loora [G] laddie
Me [C] toora loora la, [G7] toora loora [C] laddie.)

Well [C] I swore she did invite me, though she gave a flat de[G]nial
For [C] assault they did indict me, and [F] I was sent for [G7] trial.
She [C] swore I robbed the house, in spite of all me [C7] screechin’
And I [F] got six months in jail, for me [G7] courtin’ in the kitchen.

(Chorus:
With me [C] toora loora la, me toora loora [G] laddie
Me [C] toora loora la, [G7] toora loora [C] laddie.)

(Chorus:
With me [C] toora loora la, me toora loora [G] laddie
Me [C] toora loora la, [Slow] [G7] toora loora [C] laddie.)

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