There are suitors at my door
Oh la lay a bantee a
Six or eight or maybe more
Oh la lay a bantee a
And my father wants me wed
Oh la lay a bantee a
Or at least that’s what he said
Oh la lay a bantee a
Oh lay – oh la – oh la lay a bantee a
Oh lay – oh la – oh la lay a bantee a
And I told him that I will
Oh la lay a bantee a
When the rivers run uphill
Oh la lay a bantee a
Or the fish begin to fly
Oh la lay a bantee a
Or the day before I die
Oh la lay a bantee a
Oh lay – oh la – oh la lay a bantee a
Oh lay – oh la – oh la lay a bantee a
