Mrs. McGrath
Anonymous
| This is found in songbooks as both "Mrs. McGraw" and "Mrs. McGrath."... | |
| MRS. MCGRATH “Mrs.McGrath,” the sargeant said, “Would you like to make a soldier Out of your son, Ted? With a scarlet cloak and a fine cocked hat, Mrs. McGraw wouldn’t you like that?” Mrs.McGrath lived on the seashore For the space of seven long years or more ‘Till she saw big ship sailing in the bay “Hallelu, babbelu, I think it’s he!” “Oh, Captain dear, where have you been. Have you been out sailin’ on the Mediteren’. Have you any tidings of my son Ted. Is the poor boy livin’ or is he dead?” Now up comes Ted without any legs And in their place there were two wooden pegs She kissed him a dozen times or two Saying “Holly molly could it be you?” “Now was you drunk or was you blind When you left your two fine legs behind? Or was it out walking upon the sea That tore your legs from the knees away?” “No I wasn’t drunk and I wasn’t blind When I left my two fine legs behind. For a cannon ball on the fifth of May Took my two fine legs from the knees away.” “Now Teddy me boy,” the old widow cried “Your two fine legs was your mama’s pride Them stumps of a tree won’t do at all Why didn’t you run from the big cannon ball?” “Now against all war, I do profrain Between Don Juan and the King of Spain And, by herrons, I’ll make ‘em rue the time When they swept the legs from a child of mine.” | MRS McGRAW Mrs. McGraw," the captain said, "would you like to make a pirate out of your son, Ted? With a scarlet cloak and a great cocked hat, Mrs. McGraw wouldn't you like that?" With me too-rye-ay Foddle-diddle-day With me toorye oorye oorye-ay With me toorye-ay Foddle diddle day Me toorye oorye oorye-ay Mrs. McGraw lived on the seashore for the length of seven long years or more When a great big ship sailed into the bay "It's my son Ted with his legs away." With me too-rye-ay Foddle-diddle-day With me toorye oorye oorye-ay With me toorye-ay Foddle diddle day Me toorye oorye oorye-ay Then up comes Ted without any legs And in their place are two wooden pegs She kissed him a dozen times or two Saying "My son Ted is it really you?" With me too-rye-ay Foddle-diddle-day With me toorye oorye oorye-ay With me toorye-ay Foddle diddle day Me toorye oorye oorye-ay "O were you drunk or were you blind when you left your two fine legs behind? Or was it walking on the sea That cut your legs from the knees away?" With me too-rye-ay Foddle-diddle-day With me toorye oorye oorye-ay With me toorye-ay Foddle diddle day Me toorye oorye oorye-ay "I wasn't drunk and I wasn't blind When I left my two fine legs behind. But a cannon ball on the fifth of May Cut my two fine legs from the knees away." With me too-rye-ay Foddle-diddle-day With me toorye oorye oorye-ay With me toorye-ay Foddle diddle day Me toorye oorye oorye-ay "All foreign war, I do proclaim Between Don John and the King of Spain But by jaze I'll make them rue the time They stole the legs from a son of mine." With me too-rye-ay Foddle-diddle-day With me toorye oorye oorye-ay With me toorye-ay Foddle diddle day Me toorye oorye oorye-ay |
