I Wish That I Never Was Wed Lyrics

Song	I Wish That I Never Was Wed
Artist	Steeleye Span
Album	Horkstow Grange
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	作词 : Traditional
	Traditional
	O ladies take pity on me,
	Let me in your company mingle.
	I once was merry and free
	And, like you, I was happy and single.
	Me mother advised me to wed,
	For seventeen years I had tarried.
	So, off to the church I did go -
	In a trice to a man to be married.
	O I wish that I never was wed.
	For a short time he loved me sincere,
	He used me both kindly and civil;
	The honeymoon scarcely was o'er
	When he turned out a quare divil!
	The bed he took up on his back
	And off to the pawnshop he carried
	Oft times I wished I was dead
	Or better, I never was married.
	O I wish that I never was wed.
	To the landlord he won't pay the rent
	He says that he is not able
	There's nothin' now left in the house
	But two broken chairs and a table.
	The bedclothes, the kettle and broom
	Off to the pawnshop he carried.
	He grunts, he snores, hoe roars,
	O I wish that I never was married,
	O I wish that I never was wed.
	When he buys the meat once a month
	That's if I'm not sadly mistaken,
	There's nothin' but sheep's head and pluck
	And a bit of sweet liver and bacon.
	He says bread and butter are dear
	And these times are shockingly harried.
	All day he drinks whisky and beer,
	O I wish that I never was wed.
	One night he came home in a rage
	He busted me new shoes asunder,
	The cat he kicked into the grate
	And the table flew out of the window.
	The bellows he threw at me head,
	Me clothes to the pawnshop he carried.
	That night I wished I was dead
	Or better, I never was married.
	O I wish that I never was wed.
	If I was but single again,
	I'd sing and be joyous and merry.
	I'd laugh, I'd shout, I'd roar,
	I'd be heard in the Kingdom of Kerry!
	So maidens single remain,
	By your time, you'll never be harried.
	If I was bus single again
	By jingo, I'd never get married.
	O I wish that I never was wed.

	zuo ci : Traditional
	Traditional
	O ladies take pity on me,
	Let me in your company mingle.
	I once was merry and free
	And, like you, I was happy and single.
	Me mother advised me to wed,
	For seventeen years I had tarried.
	So, off to the church I did go
	In a trice to a man to be married.
	O I wish that I never was wed.
	For a short time he loved me sincere,
	He used me both kindly and civil
	The honeymoon scarcely was o' er
	When he turned out a quare divil!
	The bed he took up on his back
	And off to the pawnshop he carried
	Oft times I wished I was dead
	Or better, I never was married.
	O I wish that I never was wed.
	To the landlord he won' t pay the rent
	He says that he is not able
	There' s nothin' now left in the house
	But two broken chairs and a table.
	The bedclothes, the kettle and broom
	Off to the pawnshop he carried.
	He grunts, he snores, hoe roars,
	O I wish that I never was married,
	O I wish that I never was wed.
	When he buys the meat once a month
	That' s if I' m not sadly mistaken,
	There' s nothin' but sheep' s head and pluck
	And a bit of sweet liver and bacon.
	He says bread and butter are dear
	And these times are shockingly harried.
	All day he drinks whisky and beer,
	O I wish that I never was wed.
	One night he came home in a rage
	He busted me new shoes asunder,
	The cat he kicked into the grate
	And the table flew out of the window.
	The bellows he threw at me head,
	Me clothes to the pawnshop he carried.
	That night I wished I was dead
	Or better, I never was married.
	O I wish that I never was wed.
	If I was but single again,
	I' d sing and be joyous and merry.
	I' d laugh, I' d shout, I' d roar,
	I' d be heard in the Kingdom of Kerry!
	So maidens single remain,
	By your time, you' ll never be harried.
	If I was bus single again
	By jingo, I' d never get married.
	O I wish that I never was wed.

	zuò cí : Traditional
	Traditional
	O ladies take pity on me,
	Let me in your company mingle.
	I once was merry and free
	And, like you, I was happy and single.
	Me mother advised me to wed,
	For seventeen years I had tarried.
	So, off to the church I did go
	In a trice to a man to be married.
	O I wish that I never was wed.
	For a short time he loved me sincere,
	He used me both kindly and civil
	The honeymoon scarcely was o' er
	When he turned out a quare divil!
	The bed he took up on his back
	And off to the pawnshop he carried
	Oft times I wished I was dead
	Or better, I never was married.
	O I wish that I never was wed.
	To the landlord he won' t pay the rent
	He says that he is not able
	There' s nothin' now left in the house
	But two broken chairs and a table.
	The bedclothes, the kettle and broom
	Off to the pawnshop he carried.
	He grunts, he snores, hoe roars,
	O I wish that I never was married,
	O I wish that I never was wed.
	When he buys the meat once a month
	That' s if I' m not sadly mistaken,
	There' s nothin' but sheep' s head and pluck
	And a bit of sweet liver and bacon.
	He says bread and butter are dear
	And these times are shockingly harried.
	All day he drinks whisky and beer,
	O I wish that I never was wed.
	One night he came home in a rage
	He busted me new shoes asunder,
	The cat he kicked into the grate
	And the table flew out of the window.
	The bellows he threw at me head,
	Me clothes to the pawnshop he carried.
	That night I wished I was dead
	Or better, I never was married.
	O I wish that I never was wed.
	If I was but single again,
	I' d sing and be joyous and merry.
	I' d laugh, I' d shout, I' d roar,
	I' d be heard in the Kingdom of Kerry!
	So maidens single remain,
	By your time, you' ll never be harried.
	If I was bus single again
	By jingo, I' d never get married.
	O I wish that I never was wed.

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