Old Maid in the Garret lyrics and chords

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The lyrics take a light hearted look at the worries of a spinster desperately looking for a husband.

Old Maid in the Garret lyrics and chords

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G 
I was told by my aunt, I was told by my mother
 
That  
D7 
going to a wedding is  
G 
the makings of another
 
Then if that be  
C 
so, sure I’d  
G 
go without a bidding
Oh kind providence, won’t you send me to a wedding

Chorus
 
And its Oh  
C 
dear 
 
 
G 
me, how will it  
C 
be,
 
if I  
G 
die an old maid in the  
D7 
garr
G 
et

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Now, there’s me sister Jean, she’s not handsome or good-looking
Scarcely sixteen and a fella she was courtin’
Now she’s twenty-four with a son and a daughter
Here am I at forty-five and I never had an offer.

I can cook, I can sew, I can keep the house quite tidy
Rise up in the morning and get the breakfast ready
There’s nothing in this whole world that makes my heart so cheery
As a wee fat man who’d call me ‘his own deary.’

So come landsman, come townsman, come tinker and come tailor
Come fiddler, come dancer, come ploughboy and come sailor
Come rich man, come poor man, come fool man, come witty
Come any man at all that will marry out of pity.

Additional verse (often left out)

Well now I’m away home for nobody’s heeding
Nobody’s heeding and nobody’s pleading
I’ll go away to my own bitty garret
If I can’t get a man, then I’ll have to get a parrot.

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Old Maid in the Garret Print version

[G]I was told by my aunt, I was told by my mother
That [D7]going to a wedding is[G]the makings of another
Then if that be [C]so, sure I’d [G]go without a bidding
Oh kind providence, won’t you send me to a wedding

Chorus

And its Oh [C]dear [G]me, how will it [C]be,
if I [G]die an old maid in the [D7]garr[G]et

Now, there’s me sister Jean, she’s not handsome or good-looking
Scarcely sixteen and a fella she was courtin’
Now she’s twenty-four with a son and a daughter
Here am I at forty-five and I never had an offer

I can cook, I can sew, I can keep the house quite tidy
Rise up in the morning and get the breakfast ready
There’s nothing in this whole world that makes my heart so cheery
As a wee fat man who’d call me ‘his own deary.’

So come landsman, come townsman, come tinker and come tailor
Come fiddler, come dancer, come ploughboy and come sailor
Come rich man, come poor man, come fool man, come witty
Come any man at all that will marry out of pity

Additional verse (often left out)

Well now I’m away home for nobody’s heeding
Nobody’s heeding and nobody’s pleading
I’ll go away to my own bitty garret
If I can’t get a man, then I’ll have to get a parrot

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