Dominic Behan / Walter Raim / Theodore Bikel

At the Charladies' Ball, people danced one and all,
"You're the belle of the ball, Mrs. Mulligan!"
We had one-steps and two-steps, and the devil knows what new steps,
We swore that we'd never be dull again!

Chorus:
We had a wine, porter and lemonade.
We had cocktails and cocoa and all.
We had great fun that night, but we'd real pain next morning,
The night that we danced at the Charladies' Ball.

At the Charladies' dance, how the people did prance,
At the head of them all, Mrs. Mulligan.
And she danced by herself, while asleep on the shelf,
Lay her husband, the fool, who was full again!

Chorus

Well the Charladies' Ball ended up in a brawl,
And the cause of it all: Mrs. Mulligan.
Young Sean was the fella, who turned blue and yella,
As old Mulligan's fist smashed his skull again.

Chorus Melody:
We poured our wine, porter and lemonade,
Into cocktails and cocoa and all,
We had champagne that night, but we'd real pain next morning,
The night that we danced at the Charladies' Ball.