Master Mcgrath The Dubliners

Eighteen sixty-nine being the date and the year
Those Waterloo sportsmen and more did appear
For to gain the great prizes and bear them awa'
Never counting on Ireland and Master Mcgrath

On the twelfth of November, that day of renown
Mcgrath and his keeper they left Lurgan town
A gale in the Channel, it soon drove them o'er
On the thirteenth they landed on England's fair shore

Oh well when they arrived there in big London Town
Those great English sportsmen all gathered around
And one of those gentlemen standing nearby
Said, 'Is that the great dog you call Master Mcgrath? '

Oh well one of the gentlemen standing around
Says, 'i don't care a damn for your Irish greyhound! '
And another he sneered with a scornful 'Ha! Ha!
We'll soon humble the pride of your Master Mcgrath. '

Then Lord Lurgan came forward and said, 'Gentlemen
If there's any amongst you has money to spend
For your grand English nobles I don't care a straw
Here's five thousand to one upon Master Mcgrath. '

Oh, Mcgrath he looked up and he wagged his old tail
Informing his lordship, 'Sure I know what you mean
Don't fear, noble Brownlow, don't fear them agra
We'll soon tarnish their laurels', says Master Mcgrath