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Clasped to the Pig - Irish Folk

Clasped to the Pig, It was published in the 1860s under the name Leave me to Sleep, Biddy and seems to have come from the Traveling community. its a kind of a comedy song about a man who drank a bit too much and ended up sleeping beside a pig. Lyrics: Oh backwards and forwards I am reeling in tight And it was some spree that I’d been at last night I’ve been to McCarthy’s with Patsy O’Maher And we drank the black bottle from under the bar And we drank and we drank boys we banished all care And we gave not a thought to foul weather nor fair And now on the floor I am curled up in a heap Biddy leave me to sleep Biddy leave me to sleep Oh well over my head in the days that are gone Well gaily I flurried my knotty black thorn And if but only I had it tonight Well maybe I would not be offered a fight Oh and if Pat Murphy I chances to meet It’s terrible ruction that we’d have on the street And he’ll soon be glad in his knot hole to creep Biddy leave me to sleep Biddy leave me to sleep Oh drop down by the pig here and share his embrace And let my red whiskers lie close to your face This créatúir won’t hurt you he’ll do you no harm Drop down here Biddy and keep my back warm And squeeze up beside me as you’ve oft done before I’ll sing you to sleep with the sounds of my snore The rats and the mice all around us will creep Biddy leave me to sleep Biddy leave me to sleep For I’m clasped to a pig in a loving embrace And the hairs of his curly tail are tickling my face There’s no use in telling me sober to keep Biddy leave me to sleep Biddy leave me to sleep