Tonalité : G minor
Intro 1
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Verse 1
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Eighteen sixty nine
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being the date anf the year,
Those Waterloo sportsmen
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and more did appear,
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For to gain the great prizes
and bear them awa',
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Never counting on Ireland and
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Master McGrath.
Verse 2
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On the twelfth of November,
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that day of renown,
McGrath and his keeper
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they left Lurgan town,
A gale in the Channel,
it soon drove them o'er,
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On the thirteenth they landed
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on England's fair shore.
Verse 3
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Oh well when they arrived there
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in big London Town,
Those great English sportsmen
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all gathered around,
And one of those gentlemen
standing nearby
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said, 'Is that the great dog you call
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Master McGrath?'
Verse 4
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Oh well one of the gentlemen
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standing around,
Says, 'I don't care a damn for your
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Ir ish greyhound!'
And another he sneered
with a scornful 'Ha! Ha!
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We'll soon humble the pride of
your Master McGrath.'
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Then
Verse 5
Lord Lurgan came forward and said,
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'Gentlemen,
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If there's any amongst
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you has money to spend.
For your grand English nobles I don't care a straw,
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Here's five thousand to one
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upon Master McGrath.'
Verse 6
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Oh, McGrath he looked up and he
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wagged his old tail.
Informing his lordship,
'Sure I know what you mean,
Don't fear, noble Brownlow,
don't fear them agra,
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We'll soon tarnish their laurels', says
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Master McGrath.
Verse 7
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Oh well Rose stood uncovered,
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the great English pride,
Her master and keeper were
close by her side;
They let them away and the crowd cried,
'Hurrah!'
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For the pride of all England
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and Master McGrath.
Verse 8
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Oh well Rose and the Master
they both ran along.
'I wonder', says Rose,
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'what took you from your home.
You should have stayed there
in your Irish domain,
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And not come to gain laurels
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on Albion's plain.'
Verse 9
'Well, I know', says the Master,
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'we have wild heather
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bogs
but, bedad, in old Ireland there's
good men and dogs.
Lead on, bold Britannia,
give none of your jaw,
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Stuff that up your nostrils', says
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Master McGrath.
Verse 10
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Well the hare she led on just
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as swift as the wind
He was sometimes before her
and sometimes behind,
He jumped on her back and
held up his ould paw -
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'Long live the Republic', says
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Master McGrath.
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