Fiddler's Green - Mary Mack lyrics

There's a neat little lass and
Her name is Mary Mack make no mistake
She's the girl I'm gonna track
A lot of other falla's tryin' to
Get her on her back
But I think they'll have to get up early

Mary Mack's mother's making Mary
Mack marry me
My mother's making me marry Mary Mack
Well, I'm gonna marry Mary so my
Mary's taking care of me
We'll all be feeling merry when
I marry Mary Mack

Now Mary and her mother gang
An awful lot together
In fact you hardly see the
One without the other
People often wonder is it Mary or her mother
Or both of them together I am courtin'

Well, up among the heather in
The hills of Benafy
Well, I had a bonnie lass, merry me!
A bumble bee stung me right above the knee
Up among the heather in the hills of Benafy

Well, I saw a bonnie lassie
Will you go and spend a day
Sittin' in the heather in
The hills of Bonafy
Where all the boys and girls
Are making out for free
Up among the heather in the hills of Benafy

Now, the wedding's on a
Wednesday and everything's arranged
Her name will soon be changed to
Mine unless her mind be changed
I'm making the arrangement
I'm feeling 'bout deranged
Marriage is an awful undertaking

Sure to be granting it's a grand affair
Goin' to be a forthnight
If everyone is there
And I'll be a buggar if
I don'd give a share
If I don't be very much mistaken

There's a nice wee lass and
Her name is Mary Mack make no mistake
She's the girl I'm gonna take
And a lot of other fella's tryin'to
Get her on her back
But I think they'll have to get up early