Bridgette was a collie with
And Bridgette had a sweetheart
He would woo her, court her,
jilt her nearly every other day
Till fi nally Miss Bridgette
Let him go, let him tarry,
let him sink or let him swim
He can go and find another
that I hope he will enjoy
Cause I'm gonna marry a far nicer boy
Let him go, let him tarry, let him stay
He can go and find another
that I hope he will enjoy
She's gonna marry a far nicer boy
He can go to his old mother
She can say that I am flighty
But I don't want to marry
Let him go, let him tarry,
let him sink or let him swim
He can go and find another
that I hope he will enjoy
Cause I'm gonna marry a far nicer boy
The years roll on and left poor
Bridget high upon the shelf
when she's sitting by herself
She remembers that young fellow
Let him go, let him go, let him go, let him go
Let him go, let him tarry, let him stay
He did, he found another,
now nothing's left for me
bring him back, bring him back
Bring back my Barney to me,
Bring back my Bonnie to me!