"The Croppy Boy '98" lyrics

"The Croppy Boy '98"

I had two fried eggs in the morning
I had two deviled eggs for tea
For I left my love in the afternoon
To join the company

She offered me kind servings
On that I can't deny
She told me I look nervous
Says, I am but a Croppy Boy

Come back to me tommorow
And bring your own rucksack
And I will show you places lad
Of the likes when ya seen that ya ne'er look back

I had two fried eggs in the morning
I had two deviled eggs for tea
For I left my love in the afternoon
To join the company

As I awoke next morning
Unpacked my sundries
Off I set to my lover's house
Excited as can be

But when I knocked up on her door
No answer raised alarm
Then read a note that said she found
The arms of another fancy man

I had two fried eggs in the morning
I had two deviled eggs for tea
For I left my love in the afternoon
To join the company

I had two fried eggs in the morning
I had two deviled eggs for tea
For I left my love in the afternoon
To join the company

I had two fried eggs in the morning
I had two deviled eggs for tea
For I left my love in the afternoon
To join the company

I had two fried eggs in the morning
I had two deviled eggs for tea
For I lost my love on that afternoon
Nothing more is what's left of me


Writer(s): Bridget Regan, Matthew Hensley, Nathen Maxwell, David R King, Dennis Casey
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