The Hat Came Back

Jul 17, 2006 16:14

Shamus, me mate, we've had a pint and lots of talk,
but I hear me wife a-callin', I hope I still can walk,
it's time we wandered home, threw our hats into the door,
and we'll both be sleeping easy if they stay put on the floor

So I stumble toward me house, pray me wife's not mad,
for stayin' out so late, and all the pints I've had.
I take off me favorite derby, and I throw it through the door,
'cause I'll be sleeping easy if it stays upon the floor...

But the hat came back, landed on me head,
I guess that means that I'm not welcome in me bed.
I'll be sleeping in the barn again in a heavy gunny sack,
'cause that's what happens when the hat comes back.

I kneel, I beg, I throw me hat inside once more,
but when an old wool blanket comes out, I know just what's in store,
I go down into the barn so's I can find an empty stall,
but I can tell just by the smell it hasn't been cleaned since fall.

I wake up with a start, I hear the barn door open wide,
I get up to me feet just as me wife she steps inside.
She's lookin' even prettier than on the day that we had wed,
'cause she wasn't wearin' nothin' but me hat upon her head.

So the hat came back and it's on me darlin's head,
I guess tonight the barn will be our own true marriage bed.
We'll be makin' hay 'til mornin' in a heavy gunny sack,
'cause sometimes that's what happens when the hat comes back,
Yeah, sometimes that's what happens when the hat comes back,
Yeah, sometimes that's what happens when the hat....
...comes back!
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