Westmeath Bachelor

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Oh, I am a Westmeath bachelor and
       F          C
 my age is sixty-three,
        G7                         
I don't intend to marry or to raise
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 a family.
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I'm happy and contented just to 
F                C
lead a single life,
        G7                       
And that's the reason why I don't 
          C
intend to take a wife.


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With the red stuff on her 
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finger-nails and varnish on her 
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toes,
        G7                         
The red around her auld visage and 
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the whitewash on her nose,
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She can get a fancy barber to 
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shave her neck and head,
        G7                         
And that's why I'm a bachelor and I
             C
 don't intend to wed.


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C                       C        
Last Thursday at the market in 
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the town of Mullingar.
        G7                     
A friend, he introduced me to a 
      C
famous movie star.
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She'd was married several times 
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before to men of every creed,
        G7                     
And she thought she had found a 
            C
sucker in the bachelor from 
Westmeath.


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C                       
With the red stuff on her 
C               F               
fingernails and the varnish on her 
C
toes,
        G7                         
The red around her auld visage and 
             C
the whitewash on her nose,
C                      C         
She can get a fancy barber to 
       F               C
shave her neck and head,
        G7                         
Sure that's why I'm a bachelor and 
             C
don't intend to wed.


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C                       C        
Now, I'm living with me brother 
       F          C
and his little cat and dog
        G7                       
I'm earning seven and six a week, 
    C
a-working on the bog
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Why should I change this life of 
       F               C
ease for one of struggle and strife
        G7                       
And that's the reason why I never 
       C
took a wife.


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C                       
With the red stuff on her 
C               F               
fingernails and the varnish on her 
C
toes,
        G7                         
The red around her auld visage and 
  C
the whitewash on her nose,
C                      C         
She can get a fancy barber to 
       F               C
shave her neck and head,
        G7                         
Sure that's why I'm a bachelor and 
             C
don't intend to wed.