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  Eighteen sixty-nine being the date of the year
  
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  The Waterloo sportsmen they all did appear
  
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  To win the great prize and to bear it away
  
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  Never counting on Ireland and Master McGrath.

And when they arrived there in big London town
The great English sportsmen they all gathered round
One of the gentlemen gave a ha-ha
Is this the great dog you call Master McGrath?

Lord Lurgan stepped forward and he said, "Gentlemen,
If there is any among you have money to spend,
For your great English greyhound I don't care a straw.
Five thousand to one upon Master McGrath."

White Rose stood uncovered the great English pride.
Her trainer and owner were both by her side.
They led her away and the crowd cried, "Hurrah!
For the pride of all England and Master McGrath,"

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

"I know," said McGrath, "we have wild heather bogs
But you'll find in old Ireland we have good men and dogs.
Lead on, bold Britannia! Give none of your jaw.
Stuff that up your nostrils," said Master McGrath

The hare she led on what a beautiful view
As swift as the wind o'er the green fields she flew.
He jumped on her back and he held up his paw.
"Three cheers for old Ireland," said Master McGrath.

I've known many greyhounds that filled me with pride
In the days that are gone and it can't be denied,
But the greatest and bravest the world ever saw
Was our champion of champions, brave Master McGrath.


From the Clancy Bros Songbook.