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Title
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Bryan O'Lynn
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Singer
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Puffet, John
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Song Lyrics
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Verse 1
Bryan O'Lynn was a gentleman born,
He lived at a time when no clothes they were worn;
As fashions walked out of course Bryan walked in -
'I'll soon head the fashions,' says Bryan O'Lynn.
Chorus
It'll do, it'll do, says Bryan O'Lynn,
Says, Bryan O'Lynn, says Bryan O'Lynn, it'll do.
Verse 2
Bryan O'Lynn had no breeches to wear,
So he cut up a sheep skin to make him a pair;
With the fleshy side out, and the woolly side in -
'They are pleasant and cool,' says Bryan O'Lynn.
Chorus
Verse 3
Bryan O'Lynn had no shirt to his back,
So he went to his neighbours to borrow a sack;
He puckered a meal bag up under his chin -
'Oh, they'll take it for ruffles,' says Bryan O'Lynn.
Chorus
Verse 4
Bryan O'Lynn was hard up for a coat,
So he borrowed a skin from a neighbouring goat;
With the horns sticking out from the shoulders within -
'They'll take them for pistols,' says Bryan O'Lynn.
Chorus
Verse 5
Bryan O'Lynn had no watch to put on,
So he scooped out a turnip to make himself one;
Then he planted a cricket right under his skin -
'Oh they'll think it's a-ticking,' says Bryan O'Lynn.
Chorus
Verse 6
Bryan O'Lynn went a courting one night,
And he set both his mother and sister to fight;
To fight for his hand they both stripped to the skin -
'Oh, I'll marry you both,' says Bryan O'Lynn.
Chorus
Verse 7
Bryan, his wife and his wife's mother,
Were all coming over the bridge together;
But the bridge broke down and let them all in -
'Oh, we'll go home by boats,' says Bryan O'Lynn.
Chorus
