MRS. McGrath

"Oh, Mrs. McGrath," the sergeant said "Would you like to make a soldier out of your son Ted With a scarlett coat, a big cocked hat Mrs. McGrath, wouldn't you like that?" Now, Mrs. McGrath lived on the sea shore For the space of long seven years or more Till she saw a big ship sailing in the bay "Here's my son Ted, will you clear the way!" "Oh captain dear, where have you been Have you been to the Mediterranean Will you tell me nth news of my son Ted Is the poor boy living or is he dead?" Up came Ted without any legs And in their place, two wooden pegs She kissed him a dozen times or two And said "My god, Ted is it you?" "Now were you drunk or were you blind When you left your two fine legs behind Or was it while walking upon the sea Wore your two fine legs from the knees away?" "No, I wasn't drunk and I wasn't blind When I left my two fine legs behind But a cannon ball on the fifth of May, Tore my two fine legs and my knees away" "My Teddyboy," the widow cried "Your two fine legs were your mother's pride That stumps of a tree wouldn't do at all Why didn't you run from the cannon ball?" "All foreign wars I do proclaim Between Don John and the King of Spain, I'd rather have my son as he used to be Than the King of France and his whole navy"