Paul Brady - Wearin' The Britches

Paul plays greek bouzouki and sings this ode to traditional values with Andy Irvine and Donal Lunny in the Embankment, Tallaght in 1976.






And here he is solo with greek bouzouki from 1977.



Here's lyrics and Chords:

{t:Wearin’ The Britches}

{st:Paul Brady}

[Dm]Come all young men where e'er you be and listen to me lamentations

[Dm]I courted a girl beyond compare and I loved her with admiration

[Dm]At length in time she became my wife, [G]twas not for beauty [Am]but for riches

[C]And all the time it [F]causes strife, to [Dm]see which of us will [Am]wear the [Dm]britches

[Dm]O Paddy Kane it is my name, me height it is five foot eleven

[Dm]and Me wife is nearly not so big, she only measures four feet seven

[Dm]The hedges I have oft times stripped, [G]I've left them bare of [Am]rods and switches

[C]Her skin with blows sure [F]I’ve turned black, but [Dm]still she says she'll [Am]wear my [Dm]britches

[Dm]Well I am a tailor to my trade, at cutting out I am quite handy

[Dm]But all the money that I make, she lays it out on tea and brandy

[Dm]Now sometimes I do shout and ball with [G]nothing going with [Am]rogues and witches

[C]Her head goes oft times [F]to the wall, [Dm]still she says she'll [Am]wear me [Dm]britches

[Dm]One morning at the tea and eggs, content and sitting by the fire

[Dm]Well She broke the teapot on my legs, and left me leapin to retire

[Dm]How often do I shout and moan, as [G]I go hopping on my [Am]crutches

[C]I wished I'd broke her [F]collar bone, the [Dm]day I let her [Am]wear me [Dm]britches

[Dm]So come all young men where e'er you be, don't marry a wife if she's enchantin

[Dm]For if you do, you'll be like me, with other men she'll go gallanting

[Dm]Now my advice it is to you, to [G]marry for love and not for [Am]riches,

[C]And be sure of a wife with a [F]civil tongue, who'll [Dm]give you leave to [Am]wear your [Dm]britches.