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Mick McGuire

Dm	F	C
Oh, me name is Mick Maguire and I'll	quickly tell to	you

	Dm	C
Of a	young girl I admired, called	Katy Donohue

	Dm	F	C
She was	fair and fat and forty and	believe me when I	say

	Dm	C	Dm
That when	ever I came	in at the door you could	hear her mammy say

Johnny get up from the fire, get up and give the man a seat

	Dm	C
Can't you	see it's Mr. Maguire and he's	courtin' your sister Kate

	Dm	F
Ah, you	know very well he owns a farm a	wee bit out of the town

	Dm	C	Dm
Arragh get	up out of that, you	impudent brat, and let	Mr Maguire sit down

Chorus
Diddle e dowdle-owdle-owdle
Diddle e dowdle-owdle-ow
Diddle e dowdle-owdle-owdle
Diddle e dowdle-owdle-ow

Ah, you know very well he owns a farm a wee bit out of the town
Arragh get up out of that, you impudent brat, and let Mr Maguire sit down
Now the first that I met her, was at the dance at Tarmagee
And I very kindly asked her, if she'd dance a step withme
Then I asked if I could see her home, if I'd be going her way
And whenever I'd come in at the door you could hear her mammy say

Johnny get up from the fire, get up and give the man a seat
Can't you see it's Mr. Maguire and he's courtin' your sister Kate
Ah, you know very well he owns a farm a wee bit out of the town
Arragh get up out of that, you impudent brat, and let Mr Maguire sit down

Chorus
Diddle e dowdle-owdle-owdle
Diddle e dowdle-owdle-ow
Diddle e dowdle-owdle-owdle
Diddle e dowdle-owdle-ow

Ah, you know very well he owns a farm a wee bit out of the town
Arragh get up out of that, you impudent brat, and let Mr Maguire sit down
Ah, but now that we are married, sure, her mother's changed her mind
Just because I spent the legacy her father left behind
She hasn't got the decency to bid me time of day
That whenever I come in at the door you'd hear the ould one say

Johnny come up to the fire, come up, you're sitting in the draft
Can't you see it's ould Maguire and he nearly drives me daft
Ah I don't know what gets into him, for he's always on the tare
Arragh just sit where you are and never you dare to give ould Maguire the chair

Chorus
Diddle e dowdle-owdle-owdle
Diddle e dowdle-owdle-ow
Diddle e dowdle-owdle-owdle
Diddle e dowdle-owdle-ow

Ah I don't know what gets into him, for he's always on the tare
Arragh just sit where you are and never you dare to give ould Maguire the chair

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