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Oh, me name is MacNamara, I'm the leader of the bandAlthough we're few in numbers, we're the finest in the landWe play at wakes and weddings and at every fancy ballAnd when we play the funerals, we play the March from SaulOh, the drums go bang and the cymbals clang and the horns they blazeawayMcCarthy pumps the old bassoon while I the pipes do playAnd Henessee Tennessee tootles the flute and the music is somethin'grandA credit to old Ireland is MacNamara's bandRight now we are rehearsin' for a very swell affairThe annual celebration, all the gentry will be thereWhen General Grant to Ireland came, he took me by the handSays he, "I never saw the likes of MacNamara's Band"Oh, the drums go bang and the cymbals clang and the horns they blazeawayMcCarthy pumps the old bassoon while I the pipes do playAnd Henessee Tennessee tootles the flute and the music is somethin'grandA credit to old Ireland is MacNamara's bandOh, my name is Uncle Julius and from Sweden I did comeTo play with MacNamara's Band and beat the big bass drumLetras de cancionesAnd when I march along the street the ladies think I'm grandThey shout, "There's Uncle Julius playin' with an Irish band!"Oh, I wear a bunch of shamrocks and a uniform of greenAnd I'm the funniest lookin' Swede that you have ever seenThere is O'Brians, O'Ryans, O'Sheehans and Meehans, they come fromIrelandBut, by yimminy, I'm the only Swede in MacNamara's BandOh, the drums go bang and the cymbals clang and the horns they blazeawayMcCarthy pumps the old bassoon while I the pipes do playAnd Henessee Tennessee tootles the flute and the music is somethin'grandA credit to old Ireland is MacNamara's bandThat's MacNamara From Letras Mania