Master Mcgrath

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[Verse 1]

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1869 being the date and the year

Those Waterloo sportsmen and more 
did appear
Oh, to view the great prizes 
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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 12th of December, that day of
 renown

McGrath and his keeper, they left 
Lurgan town
And a gale in the channel, it soon 
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drove them o'er
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On the 13th they landed on fair 
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England's shore

[Verse 3]

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And when they arrived there in great
 London Town

Those grand English sportsmen, they 
all gathered 'round
And one of those gentlemen gave a 
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"ha-ha"
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Saying, "is that the great dog 
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they call Master McGrath?"

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[Verse 4]

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Lord Lurgan stepped forward and he 
said, "Gentlemen

If there's any among you has money 
to spend
For your great English greyhound, I 
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don't care a straw
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Five thousand to one upon Master 
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McGraw"

[Verse 5]

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White Rose stood uncovered, the 
great English pride

Her trainer and owner were both by 
her side
Oh, they let her away and the crowd 
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cried, "hurrah!"
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For the pride of all England and 
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Master McGrath

[Verse 6]

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As Rose and the Master, they both 
ran along

"I wonder," says Rose, "what took 
you from your home
You should've stayed there in your 
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Irish domain
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And not come to gain laurels on 
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Albion's plain"

[Verse 7]

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"Well, I know," says McGrath, "we 
have wild heather bogs

But you'll find in old Ireland we 
have good men and dogs
Lead on, bold Britannia, give none 
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of your jaw
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For I'll garnish your laurels," 
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says Master McGrath

[Verse 8]

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Oh, the hare, she led off, what a 
beautiful view

As swift as the wind o'er the green 
fields she flew
He jumped on the hares back and he 
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held up his paw
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"Three cheers for old Ireland!" 
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says Master McGrath

[Verse 9]

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I've known many greyhounds that 
filled me with pride

In the days that are gone, but it 
can't be denied
That the greatest and the bravest 
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the world ever saw
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Was our champion of champions, 
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bold Master McCrath