Need Words For 'Mrs Fogarty's Christmas Cake'?
Mike Dalton
and tune for this funny song.
Thanks in advance!!!!!
Deborah Shaw
And 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...
...here's a source for the words:
Miss Fogarty's Christmas Cake
Mick Moloney & Eugene O'Donnell "Uncommon Bonds"
Green Linnet CD BLCD 1053
According to the album notes, which includes all the lyrics, this is Pete
McNulty's version of the song (circa 1940s/50s) and is a parody of an
earlier music hall song, Miss O'Leary's Irish Fruit Cake.
"Uncommon Bonds" is a wonderful album. There's a clever Jimmy Driftwood
(yes! Arkansas folksinger Jimmy Driftwood) tune called St. Brendan's Fair
Isle on it, too, that's quite enchanting if rather carnivorous, and the
*back up* musicians include Norman and Nancy Blake, Liz Carroll, Seamus
Egan, Jimmy Keane, et cetera.
Green Linnet's email address was posted recently on this list, but if you
can't find it email me.
Cheers,
Deborah Shaw
ds...@nando.net
Chapel Hill, North Carolina, USA
Richard Darsie
>I heard this sung the other day and would love to get the words
>and tune for this funny song.
>Thanks in advance!!!!!
Well, here's words and chords, anyway. It's on a Mick Moloney
album, can't remember which one...
Richard Darsie
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Miss Fogarty's Christmas Cake
G C G
As I sat in me window last evening,
C G
The letterman brought it to me:
D G
A little gilt-edged invitation
A D
Saying, "Gilhooley, come over to tea."
G
Well I knew that the Fogarty's sent it
C B7
So I went just for old friendship's sake,
C G
And the first thing they gave me to tackle
D G
Was a slice of Miss Fogarty's cake.
CHORUS:
G C G
And there were plums and prunes and cherries,
G D G
There were citrons and raisins and cinnamon, too.
G C G
There was nutmeg, cloves and berries,
A D
And a crust that was nailed on with glue.
D7 G
There were caraway seeds in abundance,
Am D7
Sure 'twould work up a fine stomach ache.
G C
Ah, 'twould kill a man twice after eatin' a slice
D G
Of Miss Fogarty's Christmas cake.
Miss Mulligan wanted to try it,
But really it wasn't no use.
For we worked on it over an hour
And we couldn't get none of it loose.
Till Kelly came in with the hatchet,
And Murphy came in with the saw.
Ah, this cake was enough be the powers
For to paralyze any man's jaw.
CHORUS
Miss Fogarty, proud as a peacock,
Kept smiling and blinking away,
Till she tripped over Flanagan's brogans
And the spilt the home brew in her tay.
"Ah, Gilhooley," she said, "you're not eatin'.
Try a little bit more for me sake.²
"Ah, no, Mrs. Fogarty," says I,
"For I've had quite enough of your cake."
CHORUS
Moloney was took with the colic,
O'Donnell'd a pain in his head.
McNulty lay down on the sofa,
And he swore that he wished he was dead.
Miss Bailey went into hysterics,
And there she did wiggle and shake.
And everyone swore they were poisoned
From eatin' Miss Fogarty's cake.
CHORUS