Mrs. McGrath - Bruce Springsteen
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[verse1]
         Dm"Oh (xx0231@1)Mrs. McGrath," the sergeant said,
                F (133211@1)                     C"Would (x32010@1)you like a soldier of your son, Ted?

With a scarlet cloak and a fine cocked hat,
                                 DmMrs. (xx0231@1)McGrath wouldn't you like that?"


		[chorsu]
                              Dm (xx0231@1)    		With your too-ri-aa, fol-did-dle-di-aa,
                F (133211@1)                                 C (x32010@1)    		Too-ri-oo-ri-oo-ri-aa, too-ri-aa, fol-
                                              Dm (xx0231@1)    		Did-dle-di-aa, too-ri-oo-ri-oo-ri-aa


[verse2]
     DmMrs. (xx0231@1)McGrath lived on the shore
      F (133211@1)               CAnd (x32010@1)after seven years or more

she spied a ship come into the bay
                        Dmwith (xx0231@1)her son from far away

[verse3]
     Dm"Oh, (xx0231@1)Captain dear, where have you been.
       F (133211@1)                           CHave (x32010@1)you been out sailin' on the Mediteren'.

Have you any news of my son Ted.
                       DmIs (xx0231@1)he livin' or is he dead?"


[chorus]


[verse4]
      DmNow (xx0231@1)came Ted without any legs
     F (133211@1)                       CAnd (x32010@1)in their place two wooden pegs

She kissed him a dozen times or two
                         DmSaying (xx0231@1)"My God Ted is it you?"

[verse5]
      Dm"Now (xx0231@1)were you drunk or were you blind
      F (133211@1)                          CWhen (x32010@1)you left your two fine legs behind?

Or was it walking upon the sea
                              DmThat (xx0231@1)wore your two fine legs away?"


[chorus]


[verse6]
    Dm"No (xx0231@1)I wasn't drunk and I wasn't blind
     F (133211@1)                       CWhen (x32010@1)I left my two fine legs behind.

a cannon ball on the fifth of May
                       DmTore (xx0231@1)my two fine legs away."

[verse7]
       Dm"Now (xx0231@1)Teddy boy," the widow cried
       F (133211@1)                             C"Your (x32010@1)two fine legs was your mother's pride

Them stumps of a tree won't do at all
                                    DmWhy (xx0231@1)didn't you run from the cannon ball?"


[chorus]


[verse8]
      DmAll (xx0231@1)foreign wars, I do proclaim
      F (133211@1)                     CLive (x32010@1)on blood and a mother's pain

I'd rather have my son as he used to be
                                        Dmthan (xx0231@1)the king of America and his whole navy


[chorus]