As I sat in me window last evening
The letter was brought 'round to me
A little gilt-edged invitation sayin'
"Gilhooley come over to tea"
Each Christmas, the Fogartys sent it
So I went just for old friendships sake
And the first thing they gave me to tackle
Was a slice of Miss Fogarty's cake
There were plums and prunes and berries
There were citrons and raisins and cinnamons too
There was nuts, and cloves and cherries
And a crust that was stuck on with glue
There were caraway seeds in abundance
Good to give you a right stomach ache
It would kill a man twice after eating a slice
Of Miss Fogarty's Christmas cake
Miss Mulligan wanted to try some
But really it just was no use
They were workin' for over an hour
But one piece of it wouldn't come loose
'Til Kelly came in with a hatchet
And Murphy brought in a saw
But Miss Fogarty's cake had the power
For to paralyze any man's jaws
Miss Fogarty proud as a peacock
Was smiling and laughin' away
But she tripped over Flanagan's brogeens
And she spilt some poteen in her tay
Aye Gilhooley she says you're not eatin'
Have another good slice of me cake
"Oh no, Miss Fogarty" said I
Any more and my stomach would break
Maloney was hit with the colic
O'Donald's a pain in his head
McCarthy fell down on the sofa
And he swore that he wished he was dead
Miss Bailey went into hysterics
And there she did tremble and shake
And everyone swore they were poisoned
After eating Miss Fogarty's cake
