There's a neat little lass and her name is Mary Mac
Make no mistake, she's the girl I'm gonna track
Lot of other fellas want to get up on her back
But I'm thinking that they'll have to get up early
Chorus:
Mary Mac's mother's making Mary Mac marry me
My mother's making me marry Mary Mac
Well I'm going to marry Mary for when Mary's taking care of me
We'll all be feeling merry when I marry Mary Mac
(ad lib)
This wee little lass she has a lot of class
She has a lot of brass and her mother thinks I'm gas
I be a silly ass if I let the matter pass
But her mother thinks she suits me rather fairly
