Here comes Mister MacNeilThe fine shape that he is inThere is no telling which w ay he'll feelAfter his twister around the beinnRaisin' the jar an raisin' hellT here's plenty of stories thatthey will tellSome are born of true detailSome are purely fictionLook up yonder it's old MacPheeHe's having a few he can hardly see Wrapped his buggy around a treeSomeone call the MountiesRaisin't the jar and rai sin' hellThere's plenty of stories thatthey will tellSome are born of true detai lSome are purely fictionUp spoke fine young CameronAt the dance got a fearful ha mmerin'Today I'll stutter and stammer inThere'll be hell to pay come SaturdayRai sin' the jar and raisin' hellThere's plenty of stories that they will tellSome a re born of true detailSome are purely fictionThere they stand by the doorSelling bush by the scoreAsking you to buy some moreAlong the shores of 'CocomaghRaisin ' the jar and raisin' hellThere's plenty of stories thatthey will tellSome are b orn of true detailSome are purely fictionI'll go home, I'll go homeFull of the d evil and full of the rumI'll go home, I'll go homeWe'll all go home in the morni ng
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