In the morning I ride for Genoa And I'm leaving the girls I've loved so dear They're as warm and mischievous as they do appear And if beauty is your pa**ion, well you'd best find it here So Fare thee well, fare the well, fair Miranda And goodbye to Ye Ladies of Milan Well I have seen most of most of you, as was my plan Now you'd better find another Inamorato Man Sweet Sarah was a fine Italian maiden Even finer with her knickers round her knees With Angelia it was "How'd you do" and "If you please" 'Till I had in the kitchen 'fore you'd count up to three So Fare thee well, fare the well, fair Miranda And goodbye to Ye Ladies of Milan Well I have seen most of most of you, as was my plan Now you'd better find another Inamorato Man 'Twas fodero for breakfast, lunch and dinner But only one of them would steal this rovin' heart Fair Miranda had me on a string right from the start But when her husband tried to shoot me, I knew we'd have to part So Fare thee well, fare the well, fair Miranda And goodbye to Ye Ladies of Milan Well I have seen most of most of you, as was my plan Now you'd better find another Inamorato Man Lay Down And Die Now you can't miss a woman Properly at least Without cursing her name to a drink And it's how are you doing, at what will you have? And it's much colder out than you'd think Now O'Connell's on William street Hands up to the wall Shouting mother you left me inside And when all's said and done, we've all had our fun And the only thing left is to lay down and die The only thing left is to lay down and die Now I'm sick and I'm withered And I'm lying on the floor And they're feeding me three times a day I've been battered to bleed, been on ECT So get the f** out of my way For the roses of London Are settling to bed You can hear all the little ones sigh And when all's said and done, we've all had our fun And the only thing left is to lay down and die The only thing left is to lay down and die