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"Ahhhhh, Mrs. McGrath," the sergeant said
"Would you like to make a soldier out of your son Ted
With a scarlett coat and a big cocked hat
Oh, Mrs. McGrath, wouldn't you like that?"

With your too-ri-a, fol-di-diddle-da, too-ri, oor-ri, oor-ri-a
With your too-ri-a, fol-di-diddle-da, too-ri, oor-ri, oor-ri-a

Now, Mrs. McGrath lived by the sea shore
For the space of seven long years or more
`till she saw a big ship sailing into the bay
"Here's my son Ted, will yiz clear the way"

"Oh captain dear, where have you been
Or have you been in the Mediterranean
Will you tell me the news of my son Ted
Is the poor boy living or is he dead?"

Well up comes Ted without any legs
And in their place, he had two wooden pegs
Well she kissed him a dozen times or two
Sayin`:" Glory by the God, sure it couldn`t be you?"

"Ah then were you drunk, or were you blind
When you left your two fine legs behind?
Or was it while walking on the sea
A big fish ate your legs from the knees away?"

"No, I wasn't drunk and I wasn't blind
When I left me two fine legs behind
But a big cannon ball on the fifth of May
Tore me two fine legs from the knees away"

"Oh, Teddy my boy," the poor widow cried
"Your two fine legs were your mammy's pride
Them old stumps of a tree wouldn't do at all
Musha why didn't you run from the big cannon ball?"

"Well all foreign wars I do proclaim
Between Don Juan and the King of Spain
And by herrins I`ll make them rue the time
That they shot the legs from a child of mine"



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