《Mrs. McGrath》歌词

[00:00:00] Mrs McGrath

[00:00:15] "Mrs McGrath " the sergeant said

[00:00:17] "Would you like to make a solider out of your son Ted

[00:00:20] With a scarlet coat and a big cocked hat

[00:00:23] And Mrs McGrath wouldn't you like that "

[00:00:26] With your too-ri-a fol-di-diddle-da too-ri oor-ri oor-ri-a

[00:00:31] With your too-ri-a fol-di-diddle-da too-ri oor-ri oor-ri-a

[00:00:37] Now Mrs McGrath lived on the shore

[00:00:39] And after seven years or more

[00:00:42] She spied a ship come into the bay

[00:00:44] With her son from far away

[00:00:48] "Oh captain dear where have you been

[00:00:50] You've been sailing the Mediterranean

[00:00:53] Have you news of my son Ted

[00:00:55] Is he living or is he dead "

[00:00:59] With your too-ri-a fol-di-diddle-da too-ri oor-ri oor-ri-a

[00:01:04] With your too-ri-a fol-di-diddle-da too-ri oor-ri oor-ri-a

[00:01:10] Up came Ted without any legs

[00:01:12] And in their place two wooden pegs

[00:01:15] She kissed him a dozen times or two

[00:01:17] And said "My god Ted is it you "

[00:01:20] "Now were you drunk or were you blind

[00:01:22] When you left your two fine legs behind

[00:01:26] Or was it walking upon the sea

[00:01:28] That wore your two fine legs away "

[00:01:31] With your too-ri-a fol-di-diddle-da too-ri oor-ri oor-ri-a

[00:01:36] With your too-ri-a fol-di-diddle-da too-ri oor-ri oor-ri-a

[00:01:41] With your too-ri-a fol-di-diddle-da too-ri oor-ri oor-ri-a

[00:01:47] With your too-ri-a fol-di-diddle-da too-ri oor-ri oor-ri-a

[00:01:52] "No I wasn't drunk and I wasn't blind

[00:01:54] When I left my two fine legs behind

[00:01:57] A cannon ball on the fifth of May

[00:02:00] TOre my two fine legs away "

[00:02:03] "Oh Teddy boby " the window cried

[00:02:05] "Your two fine legs were your mother's pride

[00:02:08] Stumps of a tree won't do at all

[00:02:10] Why didn't you run from the cannon ball "

[00:02:13] With your too-ri-a fol-di-diddle-da too-ri oor-ri oor-ri-a

[00:02:18] With your too-ri-a fol-di-diddle-da too-ri oor-ri oor-ri-a

[00:02:24] With your too-ri-a fol-di-diddle-da too-ri oor-ri oor-ri-a

[00:02:29] With your too-ri-a fol-di-diddle-da too-ri oor-ri oor-ri-a

[00:03:06] "All foreign wars I do proclaim

[00:03:08] Live on the blood and the mothers'pain

[00:03:11] I'd rather have my son as he used to be

[00:03:14] Than the King of America and his whole navy "

[00:03:19] With your too-ri-a fol-di-diddle-da too-ri oor-ri oor-ri-a

[00:03:24] With your too-ri-a fol-di-diddle-da too-ri oor-ri oor-ri-a

[00:03:29] With your too-ri-a fol-di-diddle-da too-ri oor-ri oor-ri-a

[00:03:34] With your too-ri-a fol-di-diddle-da too-ri oor-ri oor-ri-a

[00:03:39] With your too-ri-a fol-di-diddle-da too-ri oor-ri oor-ri-a

[00:03:45] With your too-ri-a fol-di-diddle-da too-ri oor-ri oor-ri-a