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THE MULLIGAN GUARDS
(Edward Harrington and David Braham)

We crave your condescension, we'll tell you what we know
Marching in the Mulligan Guards in the Seventh Ward below;
Our Captain's name was Hussey, a Tipperary man
He carried his sword like a "Rooshian Duke" when e'er he took command.

cho: We shouldered arms and marched and marched away
From Jackson Street we marched to Avenue A.
With fifes and drums, how sweetly they did play;
As we marched, marched, marched in the Mulligan Guards.

When the band played Garry Owen or the Connemara Pet,
We'd march in the mud with a rub-a-dub-dub in the military step
With Green above the Red, boys, to show where we'd came from
Our guns we'd lift with a right shoulder shift as we marcb
to the beat of the drum.

When we got home at night, boys, the divil a bite we'd ate,
We'd all sit up and drink a sup of whisky strong and nate
Then we'd all march home together as slippery as lard,
The solid men would all fall in and march with the Mulligan Guard.

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