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Mick mcguire - Orthodox Celts 

Oh, me name is mick mcguire and i'll quickly tell to you
Of a young girl i admired called kate donahue,
She was fair an' fat an' fourty, believe me when i say,
Whenever i came in at the door i heard her mummy say :
"johnny get up from fire and give the man a sate,
Don't you see it's old mcguire and he's courtin' your sister kate.
Oh, you know very well he owns a farm a wee bit out of a town,
Get up of that, you impudent brat and let the mac sit down".

The first time that i met her was at dance at termagee,
And i very kindly asked her if she'd dance a step with me.
Then i asked if i could see her home if i'd be goin' her way,
Whenever i came in at the door i heard her mummy say :
"johnny get up from fire and give the man a sate,
Don't you see it's old mcguire and he's courtin' your sister kate.
Oh, you know very well he owns a farm a wee bit out of a town,
Get up of that, you impudent brat and let the mac sit down".

But now that we are married, sure, her mother changed her mind,
Just because i spent the legacy her father left behind.
Now i got a bid of decadency get me time of day,
Whenever i came in at the door i heard her mummy say :
"johnny, come up to fire, you're sittin' in the draft,
Don't you see it's old mcguire and he nearly drives me daft.
Oh, you know very well he owns a farm a wee bit out of a town,
Just sit where you are and never you dare to give old mac the chair".