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 passion, well you'd best find it here       Chorus:    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       Chorus         '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       Chorus      Lay Down And Die      (Smyth)      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 fuck 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