The Old Mans Lament lyrics

On a bright summer`s evening I chanced to go roving
Down by the clear river I rollicked along.
I heard an old man making sad lamentation;
He was rocking the cradle and the child not his own.

cho: Hi ho, hi ho, my laddie lie aisy
For perhaps your own daddy might never be known.
I`m sitting and sighing and rocking the cradle,
And nursin` the baby that`s none of my own.

When first that I married your inconstant mother
I thought myself lucky to be blessed with a wife.
But for my misfortune, sure I was mistaken
She`s proved both a curse and a plague on my life.

She goes out every night to a ball or a party
And leaves me here rockin` he cradle alone.
The innocent laddie he calls me his daddy
But little he knows that he`s none of my own.

Now come all ye young men that`s inclined to get married
Take my advice and let the women alone.
For by the Lord Harry, if ever you marry
They`ll leave you with a baby that`s none of your own.
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