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Now Brigid was a colleen with an independent air
Brigid had a sweetheart who was gay and debonair
He'd woo her, court her, jilt her almost every other day
'Til finally Miss Brigid was heard at last to say
Let him go, let him tarry, let him sink or let him swim
He doesn't care for me nor I don't care for him
He can go and get another that I hope he will enjoy
For I'm going to marry a far nicer boy
He wrote to her a letter saying he was awful bad
She wrote him back an answer saying she was very glad
He wrote to her another saying he was well and strong
But she cared no more about him than the ground he walked upon
He can go with his old mother and put her mind at ease
For she's an old, old woman and awful hard to please
She can say that I am flighty as she has always done
For I don't want to marry her great big ugly son
Let him go, let him tarry, let him sink or let him swim
He doesn't care for me nor I don't care for him
He can go and get another that I hope he will enjoy
For I'm going to marry a far nicer boy
Let him go (Let him go)
Let him go (Let him go)
Let him go (Let him tarry)
Let him stay
He can go and get another that I hope he will enjoy
For I'm going to marry a far nicer boy
The years roll by and left poor Brigid high upon the shelf
And often in the evening when she's sitting by herself
She remembers that young fellow so debonair and gay
And wishes oh so often he'd never heard her say
Let him go, let him tarry, let him sink or let him swim
He doesn't care for me nor I don't care for him
He can go and get another that I hope he will enjoy
For I'm going to marry a far nicer boy
He can go and get another that I hope he will enjoy
For I'm going to marry a far nicer boy