MRS. McGrath

"Oh, Mrs. McGrath," the sergeant said
 "Would you like to make a soldier out of your son Ted
 With a scarlett coat, a big cocked hat
 Mrs. McGrath, wouldn't you like that?"
 Now, Mrs. McGrath lived on the sea shore
 For the space of long seven years or more
 Till she saw a big ship sailing in the bay
 "Here's my son Ted, will you clear the way!"
 "Oh captain dear, where have you been
 Have you been to the Mediterranean
 Will you tell me nth news of my son Ted
 Is the poor boy living or is he dead?"
 Up came Ted without any legs
 And in their place, two wooden pegs
 She kissed him a dozen times or two
 And said "My god, Ted is it you?"
 "Now were you drunk or were you blind
 When you left your two fine legs behind
 Or was it while walking upon the sea
 Wore your two fine legs from the knees away?"
 "No, I wasn't drunk and I wasn't blind
 When I left my two fine legs behind
 But a cannon ball on the fifth of May,
 Tore my two fine legs and my knees away"
 "My Teddyboy," the widow cried
 "Your two fine legs were your mother's pride
 That stumps of a tree wouldn't do at all
 Why didn't you run from the cannon ball?"
 "All foreign wars I do proclaim
 Between Don John and the King of Spain,
 I'd rather have my son as he used to be
 Than the King of France and his whole navy"