I have some of the lyrics of this song from a tape of singalongs. If anyone can add more, I would appreciate it.

AGRICULTURAL IRISH GIRL

Take all the girls in Ireland and put them all together,
The girl I love would beat them all in any kind of weather,
The rain won't wash the powder off, because she doesn't wear it,
Her face and figure are all her own, tis true 'cause I declare it.

chorus
For she's a fine, big, strong, lump of an agricultural Irish girl,
She wears no paint nor powder, and her figure is all her own,
When she can hit that hard (*clap*), oooh, you would think it's the kick of a mule you'd got,
But full of your arms with Irish love, is Mary Anne Malone.

She was only seventeen last class, and still improving greatly
I wonder what she will be like when her bones are set completely.
You'd think your hand was in a vice the moment that she shakes it,
And if there's any gin around, it's Mary Anne that takes (makes?) it.

chorus
For she's a fine, big, strong, lump of an agricultural Irish girl,
She wears no paint nor powder, and her figure is all her own,
When she can hit that hard (*clap*), oooh, you would think it's the kick of a mule you'd got,
But full of your arms with Irish love, is Mary Anne Malone.

alice in montana

^^