Be the mother of my children, be my own mother
Take a portion from my boner, don't be the other
Feed 'em in your stomach, take us to your shoulder
Be the mother of my children, be my own mother ...
Future wife,
So I heard you say you'll stay with me,
Through all my infinite years, and the unwonted nights of imperfections
So I heard you say you'll bear with me, ...
1 It was a' for our rightful king
2 That we left fair Scotland's strand;
3 It was a' for our rightful king
4 We e'er saw Irish land,
5 My dear,
6 We e'er saw Irish land.