Oh! 'Tis of a few verses I'm now goin' to prattle,
The night I got into a terrible battle,
As sure as me life it was me on me mettle,
The night of the weddin' of Lottie McGrath.

Arra be gor! 'Twas a terrible tear.
Me and McGrath and me mother was there,
And if I get caught up with the wheels of a train,
I may never go to a weddin' again.

Well, the first to come in was auld Mrs. Russell.
She couldn't sing well, so she started to whistle,
And somebody gave her a belt in the bustle,
The night of the weddin' of Lottie McGrath.

The last to come in was auld Jim McGinty.
He stood in the door and he started to shinty.
He took up a poker and sure he killed twenty,
The night of the weddin' of Lottie McGrath.

HTML line breaks added. --JoeClone, 31-Jul-02.