Oh, me is MacNamara, I'm the leader of the band Although we're few in numbers, the finest in the land We play at wakes and weddings and at every fancy And we play the funerals, we play the March from Saul
Oh, the drums go bang and the cymbals And the horns they away pumps the old bassoon While I the pipes do
And Henessee tootles the flute And the music is somethin' A credit to old Is MacNamara's
Right now we are rehearsin' for a very affair The annual celebration, all the gentry be there When General Grant to Ireland came, he took me by the Says, "He ain't never saw the of MacNamara's Band"
Oh, the go bang and the cymbals clang And the horns they blaze McCarthy the old bassoon While I the do play
And Henessee Tennessee the flute And the is somethin' grand A to old Ireland Is Band
Oh, my name is Uncle and from Sweden I did come To play with MacNamara's Band and the big bass drum And when I march along the street, the ladies think I'm They shout, "There's Julius playin' with an Irish band"
Oh, I wear a of shamrocks and a uniform of green And I'm the funniest lookin' Swede that you ever seen is O'Brians, O'Ryans, O'Sheehans and Meehans They from Ireland But, by yimminy, I'm the Swede in MacNamara's Band
Oh, the drums go and the cymbals clang And the horns they away McCarthy the old bassoon While I the do play
And Tennessee tootles the flute And the music is grand A to old Ireland Is MacNamara's
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