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».