Mrs Mcgrath by Bruce Springsteen
Key: DmDm | Capo: 0fr |  Left-Handed 

    


Verse 1
         Dm
"Oh Mrs. McGrath," the sergeant said,
                F                       C
"Would you like a soldier of your son, Ted?
With a scarlet cloak and a fine cocked hat,
                                 Dm
Mrs. McGrath wouldn't you like that?"
Chorus
                              Dm
                With your too-ri-aa, fol-did-dle-di-aa,
                F                                   C
                Too-ri-oo-ri-oo-ri-aa, too-ri-aa, fol-
                                              Dm
                Did-dle-di-aa, too-ri-oo-ri-oo-ri-aa
Verse 2
     Dm
Mrs. McGrath lived on the shore
      F                 C
And after seven years or more
she spied a ship come into the bay
                        Dm
with her son from far away
Verse 3
     Dm
"Oh, Captain dear, where have you been.
       F                             C
Have you been out sailin' on the Mediteren'.
Have you any news of my son Ted.
                       Dm
Is he livin' or is he dead?"
Chorus
                              Dm
                With your too-ri-aa, fol-did-dle-di-aa,
                F                                   C
                Too-ri-oo-ri-oo-ri-aa, too-ri-aa, fol-
                                              Dm
                Did-dle-di-aa, too-ri-oo-ri-oo-ri-aa
Verse 4
      Dm
Now came Ted without any legs
     F                         C
And in their place two wooden pegs
She kissed him a dozen times or two
                         Dm
Saying "My God Ted is it you?"
Verse 5]
      Dm
"Now were you drunk or were you blind
      F                            C
When you left your two fine legs behind?
Or was it walking upon the sea
                              Dm
That wore your two fine legs away?"
Chorus
                              Dm
                With your too-ri-aa, fol-did-dle-di-aa,
                F                                   C
                Too-ri-oo-ri-oo-ri-aa, too-ri-aa, fol-
                                              Dm
                Did-dle-di-aa, too-ri-oo-ri-oo-ri-aa
Verse 6]
    Dm
"No I wasn't drunk and I wasn't blind
     F                         C
When I left my two fine legs behind.
a cannon ball on the fifth of May
                       Dm
Tore my two fine legs away."
Verse 7]
       Dm
"Now Teddy boy," the widow cried
       F                               C
"Your two fine legs was your mother's pride
Them stumps of a tree won't do at all
                                    Dm
Why didn't you run from the cannon ball?"
Chorus
                              Dm
                With your too-ri-aa, fol-did-dle-di-aa,
                F                                   C
                Too-ri-oo-ri-oo-ri-aa, too-ri-aa, fol-
                                              Dm
                Did-dle-di-aa, too-ri-oo-ri-oo-ri-aa
Verse 8]
      Dm
All foreign wars, I do proclaim
      F                       C
Live on blood and a mother's pain
I'd rather have my son as he used to be
                                        Dm
than the king of America and his whole navy
Chorus
                              Dm
                With your too-ri-aa, fol-did-dle-di-aa,
                F                                   C
                Too-ri-oo-ri-oo-ri-aa, too-ri-aa, fol-
                                              Dm
                Did-dle-di-aa, too-ri-oo-ri-oo-ri-aa