Mick McGuire-Orthodox Celts

Oh, me name is Mick McGuire and I'll quickly tell to you Of a young girl I admired called Kate Donahue, She was fair an' fat an' fourty, believe me when I say, Whenever I came in at the door I heard her mummy say: "Johnny get up from fire and give the man a sate, Don't you see it's old McGuire and he's courtin' your sister Kate. Oh, you know very well he owns a farm a wee bit out of a town, Get up of that, you impudent brat and let the Mac sit down". The first time that I met her was at dance at Termagee, And I very kindly asked her if she'd dance a step with me. Then I asked if I could see her home if I'd be goin' her way, Whenever I came in at the door i heard her mummy say: "Johnny get up from fire and give the man a sate, Don't you see it's old McGuire and he's courtin' your sister Kate. Oh, you know very well he owns a farm a wee bit out of a town, Get up of that, you impudent brat and let the Mac sit down". But now that we are married, sure, her mother changed her mind, Just because I spent the legacy her father left behind. Now I got a bid of decadency get me time of day, Whenever I came in at the door I heard her mummy say: "Johnny, come up to fire, you're sittin' in the draft, Don't you see it's old McGuire and he nearly drives me daft. Oh, you know very well he owns a farm a wee bit out of a town, Just sit where you are and never you dare to give old Mac the chair".