The German Clockwinder

A German clockwinder to Dublin once came
Engelbert Schnuck was the ole German's name
and as he winded he way up the strand
he played on his flute and the music was grand

singin' tu ra lumma tu ra loor a lumma tu ra lie a

A woman came out from Fitzwilliam's square
she said her ol' clock was in need of repair
She invited him in and to her delight
in lees than five minutes, he had her clock right

singin' tu ra lumma tu ra loor a lumma tu ra lie a

They sat down together, just takin' in stock
when all of the sudden, there came a loud knock
in walked her husband,
and oh what a shock,
for to see the ol' German wind up his wife's clock

singin' tu ra lumma tu ra loor a lumma tu ra lie a

"Ah, wife Maryanne, ah wife Maryanne,"
"why did ya take in, such an innocent man?"
"For to wind up your clock, leave me on the shelf"
"If your ol' clock needs windin' sure I'll wind it me'self!"

singin' tu ra lumma tu ra loor a lumma tu ra lie a
tu ra lie yur a-lie yur a-lie way
tu ra lumma tu ra loor a lumma tu ra lie a
tu ra lie yur a-lie yur a-lie way