Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Miss Fogarty's Christmas Cake, artist - The Irish Rovers. Album song Songs of Christmas, in the genre Кельтская музыка
Date of issue: 29.09.1999
Record label: Rover
Song language: English
Miss Fogarty's Christmas Cake |
As I sat in my window last evening |
The letterman brought it to me |
A little gilt-edged invitation sayin' |
«Gilhooley come over to tea» |
I knew that the Fogarties sent it. |
So I went just for old friendships sake. |
The first thing they gave me to tackle |
Was a slice of Miss Fogarty’s cake. |
Chorus: There were plums and prunes and cherries, |
There were citrons and raisins and cinnamon, too |
There was nutmeg, cloves and berries |
And a crust that was nailed on with glue |
There were caraway seeds in abundance |
Such that work up a fine stomach ache |
That could kill a man twice after eating a slice |
Of Miss Fogarty’s Christmas cake. |
Miss Mulligan wanted to try it, |
But really it wasn’t no use |
For we worked in it over an hour |
And we couldn’t get none of it loose |
Till Murphy came in with a hatchet |
And Kelly came in with a saw |
That cake was enough be the powers above |
For to paralyze any man’s jaws |
Miss Fogarty proud as a peacock, |
Kept smiling and blinking away |
Till she flipped over Flanagans brogans |
And she spilt the homebrew in her tea |
Aye Gilhooley she says you’re not eatin, |
Try a little bit more for me sake |
And no Miss Fogarty says I, |
For I’ve had quite enough of your cake |
Maloney was took with the colic, |
O’Donald’s a pain in his head |
Mc’Naughton lay down on the sofa, |
And he swore that he wished he was dead |
Miss Bailey went into hysterics |
And there she did wriggle and shake |
And everyone swore they were poisoned |
Just from eating Miss Fogarty’s cake |