Wee One
I am a young man cut down in my blossom
I married a young girl to comfort my home
She goes out and leaves me
And falsely deceives me
And leaves me a wee one that ne'er is my own
Chorus
Oh dear oh the day I got married
I wish I was single again
With my weeping and wailing
And rocking the cradle
And nursing a wee one that ne'er is my own
While I'm at work my wife's on the rantan
On the rantan with another young man
She goes out and she leaves me
And falsely deceives me
And leaves me with a wee one that ne'er was my own
All you young men that is fond of the lassies
Take my advice leave those flash girls alone
For by the Lord Harry
If one you should marry
They'll bring you a wee one that ne'er is your own
Notes
Collected by John Meredith from Sally Sloane. Like many of Sally's songs this one comes from Ireland. Sally Sloane told Meredith that she learned the song from Bob Vaughan of Aberdeen, NSW.