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     Em                 G
"Oh, Mrs. McGrath," the sergeant said
           Am                            C
"Would you like to make a soldier out of your son Ted
       Em               G
With a scarlett coat, a big cocked hat
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Mrs. McGrath, wouldn't you like that?"

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     Em                 G
Now, Mrs. McGrath lived on the sea shore
        Am             C
For the space of seven years or more
         Em            G
Till she saw abig ship sailing in the bay
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"Here?s my son Ted, will you clear the way!"

        C
With me too-rye-ay
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Foddle-diddle-day
Em                  
Mrs McGrath wouldnt you like that?
        C
With me toorye-ay
G
Foddle diddle day
Em                      G    Em
Mrs McGrath wouldnt you like that?

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    Em                  G
"Oh captain dear, where have you been
         Am                 C
Have you been to the Mediterranean
         Em                  G
Will you tell me the news of my son Ted
       Am                 G
Is the poor boy living or is he dead?"

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Em              G
Up came Ted without any legs
    Am                  C
And in their place, two wooden pegs
    Em                 G
She kissed him a dozen times or two
    Am                G
And said "My god, Ted is it you?"

        C
With me too-rye-ay
G
Foddle-diddle-day
Em          
Mrs McGrath didnt you like that?
        C
With me toorye-ay
G
Foddle diddle day
Em                    G    Em
Mrs McGrath didnt you like that?

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     Em                G
"Now were you drunk or were you blind
         Am                 C
When you left your two fine legs behind
   Em                    G
Or was it while walking upon the sea
          Am                     G
Wore your two fine legs from the knees away?"
       Em                 G
"No, I wasn't drunk and I wasn't blind
       Am               C
When I left my two fine legs behind
      Em                 G
But a cannon ball on the fifth of May,
        Am                   G
Tore my two fine legs and my knees away"

        C
With me too-rye-ay
G
Foddle-diddle-day
Em          
Mrs McGrath didnt you like that?
        C
With me toorye-ay
G
Foddle diddle day
Em                    G    Em
Mrs McGrath didnt you like that?


"My Teddyboy," the widow cried
"Your two fine legs were your mother?s pride    [only drums in this verse]
That stumps of a tree wouldn?t do at all
Why didn't you run from the cannon ball?"

     Em             G
"All foreign wars I do proclaim
   Am                    C
Between Don John and the King of Spain,
    Em                       G
I?d rather have my son as he used to be
         Am                     G
Than the King of France and his whole navy"

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With me too-rye-ay                [first two lines voice only]
Foddle-diddle-day
Em          
Mrs McGrath didnt you like that?
        C
With me toorye-ay
G
Foddle diddle day
Em                    G    Em
Mrs McGrath didnt you like that?

        C
With me too-rye-ay
G
Foddle-diddle-day
Em          
Mrs McGrath didnt you like that?
        C
With me toorye-ay
G
Foddle diddle day
Em                    G    Em
Mrs McGrath didnt you like that?

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