Little Bag of Tailors, The
Sheet Music (and more information about this song)
|: Oh, won't you rattle me, and oh, won't you chase me,
Oh, won't you rattle me, the little bag of tailors. :|
I went up to Dublin, I met a little tailor,
I put him in my pocket, for fear the dogs would eat him.
The dogs began to bark, and I began a-wailin',
I threw him in the Liffey, for fear the dogs would eat him.