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Bruce Springsteen - Mrs. McGrath lyrics
Mrs. McGrath "Oh, 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?" Chorus: 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 on the shore For the space of seven long years or more She spied a ship coming into the bay With her son from far away" "Oh captain dear, where have you been You´ve been sailing the Mediterranean Have you news of my son Ted Is he living or is he dead?" Chorus Up came Ted without any legs And in their place, two wooden pegs, She kissed him a dozen times or two And said "My god, Ted is it you" "Now were you drunk or were you blind When you left your two fine legs behind Or was it walking upon the sea That wore your two fine legs away?" Chorus "No, I wasn't drunk and I wasn't blind When I left my two fine legs behind A big cannon ball on the fifth of May Tore my two fine legs away" "Oh, Teddyboy," the widow cried "Your two fine legs were your mothers pride Stumps of a tree won't do at all Why didn't you run from the big cannon ball?" Chorus "All foreign wars I do proclaim live on the blood and the mothers pain I'd rather have my son as he used to be Than the King of America and his whole navy" Chorus |
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