Misc Traditional - Macnamaras band

^COh my ^Gname is MacNamara, I'm the ^A7leader ^Dof a^G band, Alt^Chough we're few in ^Gnumber, we're the ^Em7finest in ^A7all the ^Dland. Of ^Ccourse I’m the con^Gductor, and I’ve ^Em7often ^A7had to ^Dplay With ^Call the fine musi^Gcians that you ^Em7read a^A7bout to^Gday.

The ^Gdrums they bang, the cymbals clang, the horns they blaze a^Cway, McCarthy puffs the ^Gould bassoon, and ^Em7I the ^A7pipes does ^Gplay. ^GHennessey Tennessee toot the flute, the music is something grand, And a ^Ccredit to ould ^GIreland’s, boys is ^Em7MacNa^A7mara's ^GBand.

When^Cever an e^Glection's on, we ^A7play on ^Deither^G side, And the ^Cway we play the ^Gfine ould airs, fills ^Em7every ^A7heart with ^Dpride. If ^Cdear Tom Moore was ^Gliving now, he'd ^Em7make them ^A7under^Dstand That ^Cnone can do him ^Gjustice, like ould ^Em7MacNa^A7mara's ^GBand.

We ^D7play for fairs or ^Gweddings and for ^A7every ^D7County ^GBall, And at ^Cany great man's ^Gfuneral we play "The ^Em7Dead ^A7March in ^DSaul." When ^CGeneral Grant to ^GIreland came, he ^Em7shook me ^A7by the ^Dhand, And ^Csaid he never ^Gheard the like, of ould ^Em7MacNa^A7mara's ^GBand.

^D7Just now we are p^Gracticing for a ^A7very ^D7grand a^Gffair, It's an ^Cannual cele^Gbration, all the ^Em7gentry ^A7will be ^Dthere. The ^Cgirls and boys will ^Gall turn out, with ^Em7flags and ^A7colours g^Drand, And in ^Cfront of the pro^Gcession, will be ^Em7MacNa^A7mara's ^GBand. (Slowing)