Mrs Mcgrath

INTRO: Em

VERSE
Em                                           G                 D
"Mrs McGrath," the sergeant said, "would you like a soldier of your son Ted?"
D                                                  Em
Scarlet coat, a big cocked hat, Mrs. McGrath would you like that?"
Em                                  G           D
Mrs. McGrath lived on the shore and after seven years or more
D                                                      Em
She spotted a ship come into the bay with her son from far away

CHORUS (2x)
Em                        G               D
Too-rai-eh-ful-diddly-eh, too-rai-loo-rai-loo-rai-eh
D                                          Em
Too- rai-eh-ful-diddly-eh, too-rai-loo-rai-loo-rai-eh


Em                                  G                   D
"Captain dear, where have you been, sailing the Mediterranean?
D                                            Em
Have you news of my son Ted? Is he living or is he dead?"
Em                                       G                   D
Then Teddy boy came out with no legs and in their place, two wooden pegs
D                                                         Em
She kissed him a dozen times or two and said, "My God Ted is it you?"

CHORUS (2x)
Em                        G               D
Too-rai-eh-ful-diddly-eh, too-rai-loo-rai-loo-rai-eh
D                                          Em
Too- rai-eh-ful-diddly-eh, too-rai-loo-rai-loo-rai-eh

INTERLUDE: Bm-D-A-Bm (2x) Em-G-D-Em (2x)

Em                                 G                           D
"Were you drunk or were you blind, when you left your two fine legs behind?
D                                                   Em
Or was walking upon the sea that tore your two fine legs from thee?"
Em                                           G                D
"No I wasn't drunk and I wasn't blind when I left my two fine legs behind.
D                                                 Em
A cannonball on the fifth of May tore my two fine legs away."

CHORUS (2x)
Em                        G               D
Too-rai-eh-ful-diddly-eh, too-rai-loo-rai-loo-rai-eh
D                                          Em
Too- rai-eh-ful-diddly-eh, too-rai-loo-rai-loo-rai-eh

G  O: Em

Em                                  G                       D
"Teddy boy," the widow cried, "your two fine legs were your mother's pride.
D                                                            Em
Stumps of a tree won't do at all, you should've run from the cannonball."
Em                                 G                    D
"All foreign wars," I do proclaim, "live on blood and a mother's pain.
D                                                                    Em
I'd rather my boy as he used to be then the king of the west and his navy."

CHORUS (2x)
Em                        G               D
Too-rai-eh-ful-diddly-eh, too-rai-loo-rai-loo-rai-eh
D                                          Em
Too- rai-eh-ful-diddly-eh, too-rai-loo-rai-loo-rai-eh