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lirik lagu the jolly rogers - mrs. mcgraw

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[verse 1]
“oh, mrs. mcgraw,” the captain said
“would you like to make a pirate out of your son, ted?
with a scarlet cloak and a fine c~cked hat
oh, mrs. mcgraw wouldn’t you like that?”

[chorus]
with me too~rye~yaah
foddle~diddle~daah
too~rye, oo~rye, oo~rye~yaah
with me too~rye~yaah
foddle~diddle~daah
too~rye, oo~rye, oo~rye~yaah

[verse 2]
now mrs. mcgraw lived on the seashore
for the sp~ce of seven long years or more
when she spied a ship comin’ into the bay
“it’s my son teddy, would you clear the way”

[chorus]
with me too~rye~yaah
foddlе~diddle~daah
too~rye, oo~rye, oo~ryе~yaah
with me too~rye~yaah
foddle~diddle~daah
too~rye, oo~rye, oo~rye~yaah
[verse 3]
“now my dear captain, where have you been?
have you been out sailin’ on the medit~ter~in?
have you any news of my son ted?
is the poor boy livin’, or is he dead?”

[chorus]
with me too~rye~yaah
foddle~diddle~daah
too~rye, oo~rye, oo~rye~yaah
with me too~rye~yaah
foddle~diddle~daah
too~rye, oo~rye, oo~rye~yaah

[verse 4]
then up steps ted, without any legs
and in their place, there were two wooden pegs
she kissed him a dozen times or two
crying “holy moses, it couldn’t be you!”

[chorus]
with me too~rye~yaah
foddle~diddle~daah
too~rye, oo~rye, oo~rye~yaah
with me too~rye~yaah
foddle~diddle~daah
too~rye, oo~rye, oo~rye~yaah
[verse 5]
“now was ya drunk, or was ya blind
when you left your two fine legs behind?
or was it out walking upon the sea
that tore your legs, from the knees away?”

[chorus]
with me too~rye~yaah
foddle~diddle~daah
too~rye, oo~rye, oo~rye~yaah
with me too~rye~yaah
foddle~diddle~daah
too~rye, oo~rye, oo~rye~yaah

[verse 6]
“no, i wasn’t drunk, no i wasn’t blind
when i left my two fine legs behind
but a big cannon ball on the fifth of may
tore my two fine legs from the knees away”

[chorus]
with me too~rye~yaah
foddle~diddle~daah
too~rye, oo~rye, oo~rye~yaah
with me too~rye~yaah
foddle~diddle~daah
too~rye, oo~rye, oo~rye~yaah
[verse 7]
“now teddy, me boy”, the old widow cried
“your two fine legs were your mommy’s pride
the stumps of a tree won’t do at all
why didn’t you run from that big cannonball?”

[chorus]
with me too~rye~yaah
foddle~diddle~daah
too~rye, oo~rye, oo~rye~yaah
with me too~rye~yaah
foddle~diddle~daah
too~rye, oo~rye, oo~rye~yaah

[verse 8]
“all foreign wars, i do profane
between don john and the king of spain
i’d rather have my teddy as he used to be
than the king of france and his whole navy!”

[chorus]
with me too~rye~yaah
foddle~diddle~daah
too~rye, oo~rye, oo~rye~yaah
with me too~rye~yaah
foddle~diddle~daah
too~rye, oo~rye, oo~rye~yaah


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