Mrs. McGrath Lyrics
| Song | Mrs. McGrath |
| Artist | 97th Regimental String Band |
| Album | Battlefields and Campfires: Civil War Era Songs, Vol. I |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| [00:00.000] | 作曲 : Traditional Song |
| [00:01.192] | Wi your too-ri-aa, folly diddle-aa |
| [00:05.761] | Too-ri, oo-ri, oo-ri-aa |
| [00:08.097] | Wi your too-ri-aa, folly diddle-aa |
| [00:10.869] | Too-ri, oo-ri, oo-ri-aa. |
| [00:13.299] | Mrs. McGrath, the sargent said, |
| [00:15.734] | Would you like to make a soldier out of your son Ted? |
| [00:17.978] | With a scarlet coat and a big cocked hat, |
| [00:20.210] | Now Mrs. McGrath, wouldn't you like that? |
| [00:22.497] | Wi your too-ri-aa, folly diddle-aa |
| [00:25.022] | Too-ri, oo-ri, oo-ri-aa |
| [00:31.792] | Now Mrs. McGrath lived on the seashore |
| [00:34.170] | For the space of seven long years or more, |
| [00:36.363] | Till a great big ship came sail into the bay, |
| [00:38.833] | Says, It's my son Ted, will you clear the way, |
| [00:40.972] | Wi your too-ri-aa, folly diddle-aa |
| [00:43.447] | Too-ri, oo-ri, oo-ri-aa |
| [00:50.030] | Oh captain, dear, where have you been, |
| [00:52.410] | Have you been sailing in the Meditereen, |
| [00:54.790] | Have you any news of my son Ted, |
| [00:56.949] | Is the poor boy living or is he dead? |
| [00:59.239] | Wi your too-ri-aa, folly diddle-aa |
| [01:01.801] | Too-ri, oo-ri, oo-ri-aa |
| [01:08.452] | Then, up steps Ted, without any legs, |
| [01:10.730] | And in their place was some wooden pegs. |
| [01:13.031] | She kissed him a dozen times or two, |
| [01:15.081] | Saying, Holy Moses, is it you, |
| [01:17.467] | Wi your too-ri-aa, folly diddle-aa |
| [01:20.080] | Too-ri, oo-ri, oo-ri-aa |
| [01:26.813] | Now was you drunk, or was you blind, |
| [01:29.092] | When you left your two fine legs behind, |
| [01:31.234] | Or was it from walking by the sea, |
| [01:33.473] | Took your two fine legs from the knees away? |
| [01:35.767] | Wi your too-ri-aa, folly diddle-aa |
| [01:38.287] | Too-ri, oo-ri, oo-ri-aa |
| [01:45.108] | No, I was not drunk, and I was not blind |
| [01:47.292] | When I left my two fine legs behind, |
| [01:49.488] | A cannon ball on the fifth of May, |
| [01:51.593] | Took my two fine legs from the knees away, |
| [01:53.929] | Wi your too-ri-aa, folly diddle-aa |
| [01:56.499] | Too-ri, oo-ri, oo-ri-aa |
| [02:02.938] | Oh Teddy, my boy, the widow cried, |
| [02:05.419] | Your two fine legs were your mother's pride. |
| [02:07.672] | The stumps of a tree won't do at all, |
| [02:10.009] | Why didn't you run from the cannon ball? |
| [02:12.163] | Wi your too-ri-aa, folly diddle-aa |
| [02:14.817] | Too-ri, oo-ri, oo-ri-aa |
| [02:21.380] | So, if I had me boy again, |
| [02:23.617] | I'd never let him go to fight the King of Spain, |
| [02:25.750] | I'd rather have me son as he used to be, |
| [02:28.051] | Than you King of France and your whole navy, |
| [02:30.294] | Wi your too-ri-aa, folly diddle-aa |
| [02:32.764] | Too-ri, oo-ri, oo-ri-aa |
| [02:39.443] | All foreign wars, I do proclaim, |
| [02:41.826] | Between Don Juan and the King of Spain, |
| [02:44.027] | By heavens I'll make them rue the time, |
| [02:46.213] | They swept the legs from a child of mine, |
| [02:48.456] | Wi your too-ri-aa, folly diddle-aa |
| [02:51.036] | Too-ri, oo-ri, oo-ri-aa |
| [02:53.044] | Wi your too-ri-aa, folly diddle-aa |
| [02:55.704] | Too-ri, oo-ri, oo-ri-aa. |
| [00:00.000] | zuo qu : Traditional Song |
| [00:01.192] | Wi your tooriaa, folly diddleaa |
| [00:05.761] | Toori, oori, ooriaa |
| [00:08.097] | Wi your tooriaa, folly diddleaa |
| [00:10.869] | Toori, oori, ooriaa. |
| [00:13.299] | Mrs. McGrath, the sargent said, |
| [00:15.734] | Would you like to make a soldier out of your son Ted? |
| [00:17.978] | With a scarlet coat and a big cocked hat, |
| [00:20.210] | Now Mrs. McGrath, wouldn' t you like that? |
| [00:22.497] | Wi your tooriaa, folly diddleaa |
| [00:25.022] | Toori, oori, ooriaa |
| [00:31.792] | Now Mrs. McGrath lived on the seashore |
| [00:34.170] | For the space of seven long years or more, |
| [00:36.363] | Till a great big ship came sail into the bay, |
| [00:38.833] | Says, It' s my son Ted, will you clear the way, |
| [00:40.972] | Wi your tooriaa, folly diddleaa |
| [00:43.447] | Toori, oori, ooriaa |
| [00:50.030] | Oh captain, dear, where have you been, |
| [00:52.410] | Have you been sailing in the Meditereen, |
| [00:54.790] | Have you any news of my son Ted, |
| [00:56.949] | Is the poor boy living or is he dead? |
| [00:59.239] | Wi your tooriaa, folly diddleaa |
| [01:01.801] | Toori, oori, ooriaa |
| [01:08.452] | Then, up steps Ted, without any legs, |
| [01:10.730] | And in their place was some wooden pegs. |
| [01:13.031] | She kissed him a dozen times or two, |
| [01:15.081] | Saying, Holy Moses, is it you, |
| [01:17.467] | Wi your tooriaa, folly diddleaa |
| [01:20.080] | Toori, oori, ooriaa |
| [01:26.813] | Now was you drunk, or was you blind, |
| [01:29.092] | When you left your two fine legs behind, |
| [01:31.234] | Or was it from walking by the sea, |
| [01:33.473] | Took your two fine legs from the knees away? |
| [01:35.767] | Wi your tooriaa, folly diddleaa |
| [01:38.287] | Toori, oori, ooriaa |
| [01:45.108] | No, I was not drunk, and I was not blind |
| [01:47.292] | When I left my two fine legs behind, |
| [01:49.488] | A cannon ball on the fifth of May, |
| [01:51.593] | Took my two fine legs from the knees away, |
| [01:53.929] | Wi your tooriaa, folly diddleaa |
| [01:56.499] | Toori, oori, ooriaa |
| [02:02.938] | Oh Teddy, my boy, the widow cried, |
| [02:05.419] | Your two fine legs were your mother' s pride. |
| [02:07.672] | The stumps of a tree won' t do at all, |
| [02:10.009] | Why didn' t you run from the cannon ball? |
| [02:12.163] | Wi your tooriaa, folly diddleaa |
| [02:14.817] | Toori, oori, ooriaa |
| [02:21.380] | So, if I had me boy again, |
| [02:23.617] | I' d never let him go to fight the King of Spain, |
| [02:25.750] | I' d rather have me son as he used to be, |
| [02:28.051] | Than you King of France and your whole navy, |
| [02:30.294] | Wi your tooriaa, folly diddleaa |
| [02:32.764] | Toori, oori, ooriaa |
| [02:39.443] | All foreign wars, I do proclaim, |
| [02:41.826] | Between Don Juan and the King of Spain, |
| [02:44.027] | By heavens I' ll make them rue the time, |
| [02:46.213] | They swept the legs from a child of mine, |
| [02:48.456] | Wi your tooriaa, folly diddleaa |
| [02:51.036] | Toori, oori, ooriaa |
| [02:53.044] | Wi your tooriaa, folly diddleaa |
| [02:55.704] | Toori, oori, ooriaa. |
| [00:00.000] | zuò qǔ : Traditional Song |
| [00:01.192] | Wi your tooriaa, folly diddleaa |
| [00:05.761] | Toori, oori, ooriaa |
| [00:08.097] | Wi your tooriaa, folly diddleaa |
| [00:10.869] | Toori, oori, ooriaa. |
| [00:13.299] | Mrs. McGrath, the sargent said, |
| [00:15.734] | Would you like to make a soldier out of your son Ted? |
| [00:17.978] | With a scarlet coat and a big cocked hat, |
| [00:20.210] | Now Mrs. McGrath, wouldn' t you like that? |
| [00:22.497] | Wi your tooriaa, folly diddleaa |
| [00:25.022] | Toori, oori, ooriaa |
| [00:31.792] | Now Mrs. McGrath lived on the seashore |
| [00:34.170] | For the space of seven long years or more, |
| [00:36.363] | Till a great big ship came sail into the bay, |
| [00:38.833] | Says, It' s my son Ted, will you clear the way, |
| [00:40.972] | Wi your tooriaa, folly diddleaa |
| [00:43.447] | Toori, oori, ooriaa |
| [00:50.030] | Oh captain, dear, where have you been, |
| [00:52.410] | Have you been sailing in the Meditereen, |
| [00:54.790] | Have you any news of my son Ted, |
| [00:56.949] | Is the poor boy living or is he dead? |
| [00:59.239] | Wi your tooriaa, folly diddleaa |
| [01:01.801] | Toori, oori, ooriaa |
| [01:08.452] | Then, up steps Ted, without any legs, |
| [01:10.730] | And in their place was some wooden pegs. |
| [01:13.031] | She kissed him a dozen times or two, |
| [01:15.081] | Saying, Holy Moses, is it you, |
| [01:17.467] | Wi your tooriaa, folly diddleaa |
| [01:20.080] | Toori, oori, ooriaa |
| [01:26.813] | Now was you drunk, or was you blind, |
| [01:29.092] | When you left your two fine legs behind, |
| [01:31.234] | Or was it from walking by the sea, |
| [01:33.473] | Took your two fine legs from the knees away? |
| [01:35.767] | Wi your tooriaa, folly diddleaa |
| [01:38.287] | Toori, oori, ooriaa |
| [01:45.108] | No, I was not drunk, and I was not blind |
| [01:47.292] | When I left my two fine legs behind, |
| [01:49.488] | A cannon ball on the fifth of May, |
| [01:51.593] | Took my two fine legs from the knees away, |
| [01:53.929] | Wi your tooriaa, folly diddleaa |
| [01:56.499] | Toori, oori, ooriaa |
| [02:02.938] | Oh Teddy, my boy, the widow cried, |
| [02:05.419] | Your two fine legs were your mother' s pride. |
| [02:07.672] | The stumps of a tree won' t do at all, |
| [02:10.009] | Why didn' t you run from the cannon ball? |
| [02:12.163] | Wi your tooriaa, folly diddleaa |
| [02:14.817] | Toori, oori, ooriaa |
| [02:21.380] | So, if I had me boy again, |
| [02:23.617] | I' d never let him go to fight the King of Spain, |
| [02:25.750] | I' d rather have me son as he used to be, |
| [02:28.051] | Than you King of France and your whole navy, |
| [02:30.294] | Wi your tooriaa, folly diddleaa |
| [02:32.764] | Toori, oori, ooriaa |
| [02:39.443] | All foreign wars, I do proclaim, |
| [02:41.826] | Between Don Juan and the King of Spain, |
| [02:44.027] | By heavens I' ll make them rue the time, |
| [02:46.213] | They swept the legs from a child of mine, |
| [02:48.456] | Wi your tooriaa, folly diddleaa |
| [02:51.036] | Toori, oori, ooriaa |
| [02:53.044] | Wi your tooriaa, folly diddleaa |
| [02:55.704] | Toori, oori, ooriaa. |
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