TELL ME WHAT THE TEA LEAVES TELL ME

TELL ME WHAT THE TEA LEAVES TELL ME

by

Matt McGinn

Tell me what the tea leaves tell me, tell me mumma do

Do they say that I will be as lovely, mum, as you?

Do they say that I will marry or that I will have to tarry?

Tell me what the tea leaves tell me, tell me mumma do

My pretty little dolly wants to sit up here by me

And hear the lovely stories that you tell us from the tea

Of little bears and rabbits and their tricky little habits

Tell me what the tea leaves tell me, tell me mumma do

Of those pretty little stories I can never have enough

Tell me of the piggies and the wolf who went, ‘Puff puff’

Tell me all of those and then, tell me all of those again

Tell me what the tea leaves tell me, tell me mumma do

Tell me what the tea leaves tell me, tell me mumma do

Do they say that I will be as lovely, mum, as you?

Do they say that I will marry or that I will have to tarry?

Tell me what the tea leaves tell me, tell me mumma do

Daughter darling daughter, I will tell those tales to you

Though, you know darling daughter, they are sometimes not quite true

But I can never read your cup while all those leaves are covered up

So drink up darling daughter and I'll tell those tales to you

Tell me what the tea leaves tell me, tell me mumma do

Do they say that I will be as lovely, mum, as you?

Do they say that I will marry or that I will have to tarry?

Tell me what the tea leaves tell me, tell me mumma do