Reilly’s Daughter

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As I was sitting by the fire
Talking to old Reilly’s daughter
Suddenly a thought came into my head
I’d like to marry old Reilly’s daughter

Giddy I ae, giddy I ae, giddy I ae
For the one-eyed Reilly
Giddy I ae, (clap, clap, clap)
Try it on your old big drum

Reilly played on the big bass drum
Reilly had a mind for murder and slaughter
Reilly had a bright red glittering eye
And he kept that eye on his lovely daughter

Giddy I ae, giddy I ae, giddy I ae
For the one-eyed Reilly
Giddy I ae, (clap, clap, clap)
Try it on your old big drum

Her hair was black and her eyes were blue
The colonel and the major and the captain sought her
The sergeant and the private and the drummer-boy too
But they never had a chance with Reilly’s daughter

Giddy I ae, giddy I ae, giddy I ae
For the one-eyed Reilly
Giddy I ae, (clap, clap, clap)
Try it on your old big drum

I got me a ring and a parson too
Got me a scratch in a married quarter
Settled me down to a peaceful life
Happy as a king with Reilly’s daughter

Giddy I ae, giddy I ae, giddy I ae
For the one-eyed Reilly
Giddy I ae, (clap, clap, clap)
Try it on your old big drum

Suddenly a footstep on the stairs
Who should it be but Reilly out for slaughter
With two pistols in his hands
Looking for the man that had married his daughter

Giddy I ae, giddy I ae, giddy I ae
For the one-eyed Reilly
Giddy I ae, (clap, clap, clap)
Try it on your old big drum

I caught old Reilly by the hair
Rammed his head in a pail of water
Fired his pistols into the air
A damned sight quicker than I married his daughter

Giddy I ae, giddy I ae, giddy I ae
For the one-eyed Reilly
Giddy I ae, (clap, clap, clap)
Try it on your old big drum

This is an old and lively ballad. It deals with the pursuit of Reilly’s daughter by many a man who had to contend with a wild and dangerous father.