California lyrics

Fiona
Many a lassie as ev`ryone knows`ll
Try to be married before twenty-five.
So she`ll agree to most any proposal.
All he mus` be is a man, an` alive.
I hold a dream an` there`s no compromisin`
I know there`s one certain laddie for me.
One day he`ll come walkin` o`er the horizon:
But should he not, then an old maid I`ll be.
Foolish, ye may say.
Foolish I will stay.
Waitin` for my dearie, an` happy am I
to hold my heart till he comes strollin` by.
When he comes, my dearie, one look an` I`ll know
That he`s the dearie I`ve been wantin` so.
Though I`ll live forty lives till the day he arrives,
I`ll not ever, ever grieve.
For my hopes will be high that he`ll come strollin` by;
For ye see, I believe
That there`s a laddie weary, and wanderin` free,
Who`s waitin` for his dearie:
Me!

1st Girl
What do ye do while ye`re waitin` around
For your lad to come your way?

Fiona
Well, when no one is lookin`, ye kneel on the ground,
An` ye pray an` pray an` pray!

2nd girl
But when lassies sit an` have no men,
Oh, how long becomes the night.

Fiona
But I fear the night is longer when the lad`s no` right.
Waitin` for my dearie is sweeter to me
Than wooin` any laddie on the lea.

Girls
Dreamin` of your dearie, an` idlin` the day

Fiona
That`s how I am an` how I`ll ever stay.
Though I`ll live forty lives till the day he arrives,
I`ll not ever, ever grieve.
For my hopes will be high that he`ll come strollin` by;
For ye see, I believe

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