Haydn Quartet — Bedelia

There's a charming Irish lady with a roguish winning way Who has kept my heart a-bumping and a-jumping night and day She's a flower of Killarney with a Tipperary smile She's the best that ever came from Erin's Isle And I find myself a-singing all the while Bedelia, I want to steal ya Bedelia, I love you so! I'll be your Chauncey Oilcloth If you'll be my Molly-o! Say something sweet Bedelia Your voice I like to hear Oh Bedelia, -elia, -elia I've made up my mind to steal ya, steal ya, steal ya Bedelia dear! If you love me, Bedelia, half as much as I love you There is nothing in this world can ever cut our love in two! I will give you all my money on the day that we are wed I will cook for you and even bake the bread And I'll even bring your breakfast up to bed Bedelia, I want to steal ya Bedelia, I love you so! I'll be your Chauncey Oilcloth If you'll be my Molly-o! Say something sweet Bedelia Your voice I like to hear Oh Bedelia, -elia, -elia I've made up my mind to steal ya, steal ya, steal ya Bedelia dear! Bedelia, I want to steal ya Bedelia, I love you so! I'll be your Chauncey Oilcloth If you'll be my Molly-o! Say something sweet Bedelia Your voice I like to hear Oh Bedelia, -elia, -elia I've made up my mind to steal ya, steal ya, steal ya Bedelia dear!