Mush Mush

Mush Mush

Oh, 'twas there I learned readin' and writin',

At Bill Brackett's where I went to school,

And 'twas there I learned howlin' and fightin'

With me schoolmaster, Mister O'Toole.

Him and me we had many a scrimmage,

An' divil a copy I wrote;

There was ne'er a gossoon in the village

Dared tread on the tail o' me...

Mush, mush, mush toor-i-li-ady

Mush, mush, mush toor-i-li-ay

There was ne'er a gossoon in the village

Dared tread on the tail o' me coat.

Oh, 'twas there that I learned all me courtin'

O the lessons I took in the art!

Till Cupid, the blackguard, while sportin'

An arrow drove straight through my heart.

Miss Judy, she lived just forinst me,

And tender lines to her I wrote,

If ye dare say one hard word agin her

I'll tread on the tail o' yer...

But a blackguard called Mickey Maloney,

Came an' stole her affections away

For he'd money and I hadn't any,

So I sent him a challenge next day.

In the evenin' we met at the Woodbine

The Shannon we crossed in a boat,

An' I lathered him with me shillelagh

For he trod on the tail o' me...

Oh, me fame went abroad through the nation,

An' folks came a-flockin' to see

An' they cried out, without hesitation

"You're a fightin' man, Billy McGhee!"

Oh, I've cleaned out the Finnegan faction

An' I've licked all the Murphys afloat,

If you're in for a row or a ruction,

Just tread on the tail o' me...