On Citadel Hill


One day in December, I'll never forget,
A charming young creature I happily met.
Her eyes shone brightly, she was dressed to kill.
She was tripping and slipping on Citadel Hill

And fal-der-ol doo-dl-um, fal-der-ol doo-dl-um,
Fal-der-ol doo-dl-ah, Lid-y-i-die.

I says, "My fair creature, please me excuse!"
To accept my arm she did not refuse.
Her arm locked in mine, I sure felt love's thrill,
As we walked off together on Citadel Hill

And fal-der-ol doo-dl-um, fal-der-ol doo-dl-um,
Fal-der-ol doo-dl-ah, Lid-y-i-die.

The very next day, to the church we did go.
The people all whispered, as well you may know.
The priest said, "Will you wed?" Says I, "That we will!"
So we kissed and were hitched on Citadel Hill

And fal-der-ol doo-dl-um, fal-der-ol doo-dl-um,
Fal-der-ol doo-dl-ah, Lid-y-i-die.

Now we are married, and'of children have three, 
Me and the Missus can never agree.
She called one Bridget, the other one Bill,
Says I, "The runt's name shall be Citadel Hill" 

And fal-der-ol doo-dl-um, fal-der-ol doo-dl-um,
Fal-der-ol doo-dl-ah, Lid-y-i-die.

Come, all you young fellows, take warning from me!
If ever in need of a wife you may be,
I'll tell you the place you'll get more than your fill.
Just try tripping and slipping on Citadel Hill

And fal-der-ol doo-dl-um, fal-der-ol doo-dl-um,
Fal-der-ol doo-dl-ah, Lid-y-i-die.

Collected by Helen Creighton.

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