Michael Hurley
Michael Hurley
Michael Hurley
Michael Hurley
Michael Hurley
Michael Hurley
Michael Hurley
Michael Hurley
Michael Hurley
Michael Hurley
Michael Hurley
Michael Hurley
Oh, Any Ninny Any,
Are you dancin' with the many?
I'll be waitin' for you, Jenny,
You'll be dancin' with me too.
For I fought the Devil,
And the Devil's in the revel,
And the revel's in the Devil,
And the Devil's in you too.
Oh, Any Ninny Any,
Me arse is tough as any,
All my knees with roses, Jenny,
And I want to marry you.
I'll never see my Jenny
Nor the sun, a copper penny,
Or the rags you wore, my Jenny,
When I did dance with you.
The city rings with glee,
Me Jenny dodges me,
But I'm goin' forward to sea,
And I'll take a day or two.
I'll get my sweet relief,
Your man's a dirty thief,
Your onion is my grief
For the tension of the brew.
Oh, Any Ninny Any,
Are you dancin' with the many?
I'll be waitin' for you, Jenny,
You'll be dancin' with me too.
For I fought the Devil,
And the Devil's in the revel,
And the revel's in the Devil,
And the Devil's in you too.
And, oh, my Jenny loves me,
But that don't mean she will,
And if my Jenny loves me
Is he worth a beaker fill?