Master Mc Grath

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Eighteen sixty nine being the date
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 anf the year,
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Those Waterloo sportsmen and more
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 did appear,
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For to gain the great prizes and 
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bear them awa',
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Never counting on Ireland and 
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Master McGrath.

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On the twelfth of November, that 
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day of renown,
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McGrath and his keeper they left 
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Lurgan town,
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A gale in the Channel, it soon 
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drove them o'er,
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On the thirteenth they landed on 
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England's fair shore.

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Oh well when they arrived there in 
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big London Town,
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Those great English sportsmen all 
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gathered around,
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And one of those gentlemen 
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standing nearby
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said, 'Is that the great dog you 
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call Master McGrath?'

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Oh well one of the gentlemen 
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standing around,
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Says, 'I don't care a damn for 
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your Irish greyhound!'
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And another he sneered with a 
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scornful 'Ha! Ha!
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We'll soon humble the pride of your
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 Master McGrath.'

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Then Lord Lurgan came forward and 
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said, 'Gentlemen,
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If there's any amongst you has 
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money to spend.
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For your grand English nobles I 
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don't care a straw,
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Here's five thousand to one upon 
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Master McGrath.'

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Oh, McGrath he looked up and he 
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wagged his old tail.
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Informing his lordship, 'Sure I 
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know what you mane,
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Don't fear, noble Brownlow, don't 
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fear them agra,
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We'll soon tarnish their laurels', 
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says Master McGrath.

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Oh well Rose stood uncovered, the 
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great English pride,
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Her master and keeper were close 
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by her side;
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They let them 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.

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Oh well Rose and the Master they 
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both ran along.
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'I wonder', says Rose, 'what took 
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you from your home.
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You should have stayed there in 
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your Irish domain,
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And not come to gain laurels on 
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Albion's plain.'

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'Well, I know', says the Master, 
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'we have wild heather bogs
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but, bedad, in old Ireland there's 
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good men and dogs.
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Lead on, bold Britannia, give 
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none of your jaw,
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Stuff that up your nostrils', says 
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Master McGrath.

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Well the hare she led on just as 
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swift as the wind
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He was sometimes before her and 
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sometimes behind,
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He jumped on her back and held up
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 his ould paw -
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'Long live the Republic', says 
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Master McGrath.