Lyrics:Whence That Wince

I was stirring up a stirrup cup
In a stolen sterling stein
When I chanced upon a ladle
Who was once my Valentine

"Oh, whence that wince
My wench?" quoth I
She blushed and said, "Oh Sir"

"Oh, daddy isn't stirring
Since my mama's been in stir"
Oh, daddy isn't stirring
Since my mama's been in stir