Celtic Thunder - The Bachelor's Warning lyrics

Come hither me boys, well, I'll make some old noise And I'll tell you of stories would provoke you to ponder Your station in life, should you e'er take a wife Who would cause naught but strife and pull all joys asunder The boys of the Nation, with great trepidation Do swear that they ne'er will consent to be throthed., But when out cavorting, imbibing, and courting Their senses all dulled, they renege on their oath For the face of a blackguard may look worn and haggard But full is his soul as he tears on the spree He has no distraction to give satisfaction It's happy he is to live single and free At each wedding feast, as they call in the priest To invoke marriage blessings, the boys wonder in silence If God will allow this poor man take a vow To surrender his will and be doomed to compliance For many's the bachelor gets into a match For the glories of love and connubial bliss Too late to discover his wife's not his lover And he wishes his Missus was still just a Miss There was young Packy Hayes, all singin' the praise Of the wee la** who's father was cursed with the naggin' We knew if he married himself would be harried His songs now lament that his spirits are draggin' For the new Mrs. Hayes had a mouth full of nays That she learned from her mother, a creature displeasin' Their schemes and their plots tied Packy in knots They'd prevent peace from pleasin' his soul any season So young men take care if a wedding you dare Pick a girl that was raised to take great joy in life The woman you wed should delight in your bed And not stand on your hand like poor Packy's wife And you old ones take warning, lest you be left mourning That no man will wed or take your daughter's hand If you will impart the goodwill of your heart It's of peace and contentment you'll have full command