Mick McGuire

Oh, me name is Mick McGuire and I'll quickly tell to you
Of a young girl I admired called Katy Donahue
She was fair and fat and forty and believe me when I say
That whenever I came in at the door you could hear her mammy say

Johnny, get up from the fire, get up and give the man a sate
Can't you see it's Mr. McGuire and he's courtin' your sister Kate
Ah, you know very well he owns the farm a wee bit out of the town
Arrah, get up out of that, you impudent brat, and let Mr. McGuire sit down
Diddly dowdle-owdle-owdlе, diddly dowdle-owdle-ow
Diddly dowdle-owdlе-owdle, diddly dowdle-owdle-ow
Ah, you know very well he owns the farm a wee bit out of the town
Arrah, get up out of that, you impudent brat, and let Mr. McGuire sit down

Now, the first time that I met her was at a dance at Tarmagee
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
Now whenever I came in at the door you could hear her mammy say

Johnny, get up from the fire, get up and give the man a sate
Can't you see it's Mr. McGuire and he's courtin' your sister Kate
Ah, you know very well he owns the farm a wee bit out of the town
Arrah, get up out of that, you impudent brat, and let Mr. McGuire sit down
Diddly dowdle-owdle-owdle, diddly dowdle-owdle-ow
Diddly dowdle-owdle-owdle, diddly dowdle-owdle-ow
Ah, you know very well he owns the farm a wee bit out of the town
Arrah, get up out of that, you impudent brat, and let Mr. McGuire sit down

Ah, but now that we are married, sure her mother's changed her mind
Just because I spent the legacy her father left behind
She hasn't got the decency to bid me time of day
Now whenever I come in at the door you'd hear the old one say

Johnny, come up to the fire, come up, you're sittin' in the draft
Can't you see it's old McGuire, sure he nearly drives me daft
I don't know what gets into him, for he's always on the tear
Arrah, just sit where you are and never you dare to give old McGuire the chair
Diddly dowdle-owdle-owdle, diddly dowdle-owdle-ow
Diddly dowdle-owdle-owdle, diddly dowdle-owdle-ow
Ah, I don't know what gets into him, for he's always on the tear
Arrah, just sit where you are and never you dare to give old McGuire the chair