I think of the time we were both of us kids it was me who would stand up for you id beat anybody who'd pick on my brother Id pummel 'em purple and blue But here i am now looking after to you still and the girls say im out of my head and pity a woman the burden of life with a brother whose never been wed Oh its a pity our parent are dead. St. Lauretta i dont even mind if the girl isnt virginal Fat chance these days there's probably 3 of us left in all Ireland St Lauretta with all of the scandel you hear and you read of today Oh, whats the whole world coming to anyway? And now and again MR. Carney proposes and all i can say is "not yet" My brother her needs me Who else has he got but a girl who he still hasnt met! And now and again I see grey in your hair and i notice the grey in mine too. Oh pity a woman the burden of life how much more do i have to go through? God sent you this girl Alfie, give it a whirl Or ill bash in your head with my shoe. St. Lauretta is countin on you.