Lyr Add: Mary Ann McCarthy

Subject: Lyr Add: MARY ANN McCARTHY
From: John M.
Date: 26 Nov 04 - 02:14 PM

Here is the song "Mary Ann McCarthy" as sung by Oscar Brand on his "X" album (ca 1976). I believe that this is a traditional bawdy song and it is still sung by Hash House Harriers. I need to find earlier printed examples of the song.

Yours,

John Mehlberg
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My bawdy songs, toasts and recitations website: www.bawdysongs.net


MARY ANN McCARTHY
    Melody - Battle Hymn of the Republic

Mary Ann McCarthy, she went out to dig some clams,
Mary Ann McCarthy, she went out to dig some clams,
Mary Ann McCarthy, she went out to dig some clams,
But she didn't get one son-of-a-bitch of a clam.
      All she got was oysters,
      All she got was oysters,
      All she got was oysters,
      But she never got one son-of-a-bitch of a clam.

She dug up all the mud there was in San Francisco Bay,
She dug up all the mud there was in San Francisco Bay,
She dug up all the mud there was in San Francisco Bay,
And all she ever got was crabs.
    All she ever got was crabs,
    All she ever got was crabs,
    All she ever got was crabs,
    But she didn't get one son-of-a-bitch of a clam.

She waded in the water 'til her fanny dug the sand,
She waded in the water 'til her fanny dug the sand,
She waded in the water 'til her fanny dug the sand,
And all she ever got was piles.
    All she ever got was piles,
    All she ever got was piles,
    All she ever got was piles,
    But she didn't get one son-of-a-bitch of a clam.

She went to every party that the First Division gave,
She went to every party that the First Division gave,
She went to every party that the First Division gave,
But all she ever got was clap,
    All she ever got was clap,   [clap while singing]
    All she ever got was clap,   [clap while singing]
    All she ever got was clap,   [clap while singing]
    But she didn't get one son-of-a-bitch of a clam.

She went down on every soldier the army ever had
She went down on every soldier the army ever had
She went down on every soldier the army ever had
But all she ever got was trench mouth
      All she ever got was trench mouth
      All she ever got was trench mouth
      All she ever got was trench mouth
      From biting off more than she could chew
      And she never got one son of a bitch of a clam

Subject: RE: Lyr Add: MARY ANN McCARTHY
From: GUEST,Lighter at work
Date: 26 Nov 04 - 05:40 PM

Check the second edition of "Song Fest," by Dick and Beth Best. It may be in there in a softer version.