Oh, me name is MacNamara, I'm the of the band Although we're few in numbers, we're the in the land We play at wakes and weddings and at every fancy And when we play the funerals, we play the March from
Oh, the drums go bang and the clang And the horns they away McCarthy the old bassoon While I the pipes do
And Henessee Tennessee tootles the And the is somethin' grand A to old Ireland Is Band
Right now we are rehearsin' for a very swell The annual celebration, all the gentry be there When Grant to Ireland came, he took me by the hand Says, "He ain't saw the likes of MacNamara's Band"
Oh, the drums go and the cymbals clang And the they blaze away McCarthy pumps the old I the pipes do play
And Tennessee tootles the flute And the music is somethin' A credit to old Is MacNamara's
Oh, my name is Uncle Julius and Sweden I did come To play MacNamara's Band and beat the big bass drum And when I march along the street, the ladies think I'm They shout, "There's Uncle Julius with an Irish band"
Oh, I a bunch of shamrocks and a uniform of green And I'm the funniest lookin' that you have ever seen is O'Brians, O'Ryans, O'Sheehans and Meehans They come Ireland But, by yimminy, I'm the only in MacNamara's Band
Oh, the drums go and the cymbals clang And the horns they away McCarthy the old bassoon I the pipes do play
And Henessee tootles the flute And the music is grand A credit to old Is Band
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