American Old Time Song Lyrics: 34 Mr Murphys Will

Theater, Music-Hall, Nostalgic, Irish & Historic Old Songs, Volume 34

Home Songster main V01 V02 V03 V04 V05 V06 V07 V08 V09 V10 V11 V12 V13 V14 V15 V16 V17 V18 V19 V20 V21 V22 V23 V24 V25 V26 V27 V28 V29 V30 V31 V32 V33 V34 V35 V36 V37 V38 V39 V40 V41 V42 V43 V44 V45 V46 V47 V48 V49 V50 V51 V52 V53 V54 V55 V56 V57 V58 V59 V60 V61 Support Search

Share page  Visit Us On FB

As recited by Willie Wildwave.

Mr. Pat Murphy lay on his death-bed,
Mr. Mike Flaherty sat by his head.
Trying to write the last words that were said.
"Mickey," groaned Patrick, "Oi've told ye moi will,
Bekase I made strength for the lasht cody-cil.
Now thin," exclaimed Patrick, revived, "as moil frind,
I lave ye tin dollars in cash ye must sphind
On the lads who moi funeral sure will attind."
Ah, Paddy, me darlint," said Michael, with pride,
"To a fault ye are ginerous-hearted inside-
Begorrah, the lads won't be missin' the ride.
But, Murphy, plase tell me at wunst, if ye will.
Whin shall we be sphindin the lasht cody-cil-
Goin' or comin'?" "Whist, Mickey, be still
While Oi'm thinkin'," said Patrick, a-scratching his chin,
"To sphind It widout me that would be a sin-
Moike, sphind it a-goin'-Oi'll be wid ye thin."
Download music lyrics PDF file For Printing with (no ads)
Download music lyrics in RTF file For editing / printing with Word and other editing software.
Download music lyrics as PNG Graphic file For inclusion in DTP etc.