TWO FOOT TALL
by
Matt McGinn
Hey lali, lali, lali
Hey lali, lali, lo
Hey lali, lali, lali
Hey lali, lali, lo
Here is a song for one and all
Hey lali, lali, lo
Of a man just two foot tall
Hey lali, lali, lo
He met a dame in Blythswood Square
Hey lali, lali, lo
She was forty, fat and fair
Hey lali, lali, lo
Hey lali, lali, lali
Hey lali, lali, lo
Hey lali, lali, lali
Hey lali, lali, lo
She said to him with a tender smile
Hey lali, lali, lo
‘Would you be free for a wee short while?’
Hey lali, lali, lo
His evil mind began to roam
Hey lali, lali, lo
When she said, ‘Darling, come on home’
Hey lali, lali, lo
Hey lali, lali, lali
Hey lali, lali, lo
Hey lali, lali, lali
Hey lali, lali, lo
She showed him to a room and said
Hey lali, lali, lo
‘Throw all your clothes upon that bed’
Hey lali, lali, lo
She promised she’d be back in a tick
Hey lali, lali, lo
The wee man threw his clothes off quick
Hey lali, lali, lo
Hey lali, lali, lali
Hey lali, lali, lo
Hey lali, lali, lali
Hey lali, lali, lo
She brought her seven children in
Hey lali, lali, lo
Saying, ‘See that ruckle o bone and skin’
Hey lali, lali, lo
Says she, destroying all his courage
Hey lali, lali, lo
‘That’s how ye get when ye don’t eat porridge’
Hey lali, lali, lo
Hey lali, lali, lali
Hey lali, lali, lo
Hey lali, lali, lali
Hey lali, lali, lo