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