Oh me name is MacNamara

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 the funerals

We play the March from Saul

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 Henessee Tennessee tootles the flute

And the music is something grand

A credit to old Ireland is MacNamara'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 MacNamara's Band

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 Henessee Tennessee tootles

The flute and the music is something grand

A credit to old Ireland is MacNamara's band

Oh my name is Uncle Julius

And from Sweden I did come

To play with MacNamara'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 Julius playing with an Irish band

Oh I wear a bunch of shamrocks

And a uniform of green

And I'm the funniest lookin' Swede

That you have ever seen

There is O'Brians O'Ryans O'Sheehans and Meehans

They come from Ireland

But by yimminy

I'm the only Swede in MacNamara's Band

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 Henessee Tennessee tootles

The flute and the music is something grand

A credit to old Ireland is MacNamara's band

That's MacNamara