Old Brown's Daughter Lyrics - Turn - Great Big Sea

There is an ancient party at the other end of town 

And he keeps a little grocery store, the ancients name is Brown 

And he has a lovely daughter, such a treat I never saw 

Oh, I only hope someday to be the old man's son-in-law 

Well, Old Brown he sells from off his shelf most anything you please 

He's got juice tarts for the little boys, lollipops and cheese 

And his daughter minds the store and it's a treat just to see her serve 

I'd like to run away with her but I don't have the nerve 

And it's Old Brown's daughter is a proper sort of girl 

Old Brown's daughter is as fair as any pearl 

I wish I were a Lord Mayor, a Marquis or and Earl 

And blow me if I wouldn't marry Old Brown's girl 

Blow me if I wouldn't marry Old Brown's girl 

Well, poor Old Brown now has trouble with the gout 

He grumbles in his little parlor when he can't get out 

Oh, and when I make a purchase, Lord and she hands me the change 

That girl she makes pulverized, I feel so very strange 

And it's Old Brown's daughter is a proper sort of girl 

Old Brown's daughter is as fair as any pearl 

I wish I were a Lord Mayor, a Marquis or and Earl 

And blow me if I wouldn't marry Old Brown's girl 

Blow me if I wouldn't marry Old Brown's girl 

But Miss Brown she smiles so sweetly when I say a tender word 

Ah, but Old Brown says that she must wed a Marquis or a Lord 

And I don't suppose it's ever one of those things I will be 

But by jingo next election I will run for Trinity 

And it's Old Brown's daughter is a proper sort of girl 

Old Brown's daughter is as fair as any pearl 

I wish I were a Lord Mayor, a Marquis or and Earl 

And blow me if I wouldn't marry Old Brown's girl 

Blow me if I wouldn't marry Old Brown's girl