Oh, me name is MacNamara, I'm the leader of the band
Although we're few in numbers, we're the finest in the land
We play at wakes and weddings and at every fancy ball
And when we play the funerals, we play the March from Saul Oh, the drums go bang and the cymbals clang and the horns they blaze away
McCarthy pumps the old ba**oon while I the pipes do play
And Henessee Tennessee tootles the flute and the music is something grand
A credit to old Ireland is MacNamara's band Right now we are rehearsing for a very swell affair
The annual celebration, all the gentry will be there
When General Grant to Ireland came he took me by the hand
Says he, I never saw the likes of MacNamara's Band Oh, the drums go bang and the cymbals clang and the horns they blaze away
McCarthy pumps the old ba**oon while I the pipes do play
And Henessee Tennessee tootles the flute and the music is something grand
A credit to old Ireland is MacNamara's band Oh, my name is Uncle Julius and from Sweden I did come
To play with MacNamara's Band and beat the big ba** drum
And when I march along the street the ladies think I'm grand
They shout, there's Uncle Julius playing with an Irish band Oh, I wear a bunch of shamrocks and a uniform of green
And I'm the funniest lookin' Swede that you have ever seen
There is O'Brians, O'Ryans, O'Sheehans and Meehans, they come from Ireland
But, by yimminy, I'm the only Swede in MacNamara's Band Oh, the drums go bang and the cymbals clang and the horns they blaze away
McCarthy pumps the old ba**oon while I the pipes do play
And Henessee Tennessee tootles the flute and the music is something grand
A credit to old Ireland is MacNamara's band That's MacNamara