Bridget O’Flynn

Bridget O’Flynn, young lady, was that you sneakin’ in?
Now look at the state of your Sunday clothes
Look at your shoes and your new silk hose
Why, you’ve been doin’ the rhumba I suppose

Bridget O’Flynn, say your prayers
You’ll need them when your father comes downstairs

Bridget O’Flynn, where have you been?
This is a nice time for you to come in
The boyfriend took you for a ride
And did the car break down
Or maybe you ran out of gas
About ten miles from town
Did you walk home, look at your shoes, ain’t it a sin
Faith, your story and your shoes are mighty thin

I’m telling you now just what to do
If you have any friends that own a canoe
Don’t go near the water Bridgy darlin’
“Bridget O’Flynn!” “What is It Ma?”
When you go out again you’ll not go far
Faith and last night you went far enough
You and your paint and your powder
Puff, just wait until your father does his stuff
Bridget O’Flynn, I’d just like to bet
That you can tell me who owns this cigarette

Bridget O’Flynn, say your prayers
You’ll need them when your father comes downstairs

Bridget O’Flynn, where have you been
This is a nice time for you to come in
You went to see the big parade?
The big parade, me eye
Sure no parade could ever take that long in passin’ by
Bridget O’Flynn, tell me the truth, thie is your chance
There was nothing wrong, you just went to a dance
Just keep away from the dancin’ hall
There’s nobody there worth while at all
That’s where I met your father, Bridgy darlin’