Herbert W Armstrong

Oh me name is McNamara I'm the leader of the band
Although we're few in numbers, we're the finest in the land
We play at wakes and weddings and at every fancy ball
And when we play at funerals we play the March of Saul

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   Oh the drums go bang and the cymbals clang
   And the horns they blaze away
   McCarthy pumps the old bassoon while I the pipes do play
   And Hennessey Tennessee tattles the flute
   And the music is something grand
   A credit to old Ireland is McNamara's band

Right now we are rehearsing for a very swell affair
The annual celebration, all the gentry will be there
When General Grant to Ireland came he took me by the hand
Says he, "I never saw the likes of McNamara's band"

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Oh my name is Uncle Yulius and from Sweden I have come
To play with McNamara's band and beat the big bass drum
And when I march along the street the ladies think I'm grand
They shout, "There's Uncle Yulius playing with an Irish band"

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