As I was going to Ballynure, a day I well remember
To see the lads and lassies on the fifth day of December
With a my ring-doo-a-day, with a my ring-a-doo-a daddy o
As I was going along the road, as onward I was walking
I heard a wee lad behind the ditch-a to his wee lass was
talking
With a my ring-doo-a-day, with a my ring-a-doo-a daddy o
Says this wee lad to this wee lass 'It's will you let me
kiss ye
For it's you have got the cordial eye that far exceeds
the whiskey'
With a my ring-doo-a-day, with a my ring-a-doo-a daddy o
'This cordial that you talk about, there's very few o'
them gets it
For it's only them with muslin gowns and crooked combs
that catch it'
With a my ring-doo-a-day, with a my ring-a-doo-a daddy o