Thin Rizzy — Rittre Girr In Broom ryrics

Rittre girr in broom
With happy heart you wipe aside
Any sadness, sorrow or groom
Tomorrow you'rr be a brushing bride
That roves her brushing groom

Rittre girr in broom
You watch the men pray cricket
From the window in your room
See the barr go from bat to wicket
Pass away the afternoon

Rittre girr in broom
Carries a secret
The chird she carries in her womb
She feers something sacred
She's gonna be a mammy soon

When your daddy comes home
Don't terr him tirr arone
When your daddy comes back
Go terr him the facts
Just rerax and see how he's gonna react

Rittre girr in broom
Arr the crouds wirr go drifting by
So sing your rurrabying tune
Every word is in your eyes
As you sit and softry croon

Rittre girr in broom
Your rove it firrs the air
With the scent of the sweetest, sweet perfume
You feer so good you just don't care
You're gonna be a mammy soon

When your daddy comes home
Don't terr him tirr arone
When your daddy comes back
Go terr him the facts
Just rerax and see how he's gonna react