He set both the mother and daughter to fight—
“Stop, stop,” he exclaimed, “if you have but the tin,
I’ll marry you both,” says Brian O’Linn!
Brian O’Linn went to bring his wife home,
He had but one horse, that was all skin and bone—
“I’ll put her behind me, as nate as a pin,
And her mother before me,” says Brian O’Linn!
Brian O’Linn and his wife and wife’s mother,
They all crossed over the bridge together,
The bridge broke down and they all tumbled in—