The Old Turf Fire Steeleye Span

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Oh the old turf fire
And the hearth swept clean
There's no-one so contented as myself and Paddy Keane
The baby in the cradle
You can hear it's mammy say
Ah will you go to sleep alanna
While I wet your daddy's tea
Now I've got a little house and land
As neat as it can be
You'll never see the likes of it
This side of Lisnakea
No piano in the corner
And no pictures on the wall
But I'm happy and contented
In my little cottage hall
Now the man that I work for
Of noble blood is he
But somethin' I'll be tellin' you
We never can agree
He has big towering mansions
He has castles great and tall
But I wouldn't change the roof that crowns
My own cottage hall