Mari Mac  


Well there is a young lass, her name is Mari Mac 
Make no mistake she's the girl I'm gonna track 
And lots of other fellas try to get her on her back 
But I'm thinking that they'll have to get up early 

Mari Mac's mother's making Mari Mac marry me 
My mother's making me marry Mari Mac 
Well I'm going to marry Mari for when Mari's taking care of me 
We'll all be feeling merry when I marry Mari Mac

Now Mari and her mother are an awful lot together 
In fact you hardly see the one without the other 
And people often wonder if it's Mari or her mother 
Or both of them together I am courting.

The wedding's on Wednesday and everything's arranged 
Soon her name will change to mine unless her mind be changed 
I’m making the arrangements, I’m just about deranged
Marriage is an awful undertaking 

Sure to be a grand affair, grander than a fair 
Going to be a fork and plate for every pair that's there 
And I'll be a bugger if I don't get my share 
If I don't we'll all be very much mistaken


Well up among the heather in the hills of Benifee 
I had a bonnie lass there sitting on me knee 
A bumble bee came and stung me on the knee 
Up among the heather in the hills of Benifee