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My name it is McGuire and I'll quickly tell to you,
Of a pretty girl I admire named Katie Donahue;
She's fair and fat and forty, and believe me when I say,
Every time I go a-courting you can hear her mother say:
Johnny, get up from the fire, get up and give the man a seat!
Don't you see he's Mr. McGuire and he's courting your sister Kate?
You know very well he owns a farm a little way out of town,
Will you get up out of there and be taking the air,
Let Mr. Maguire sit down.
The first time that we met she was the patron of Tralee,
And I asked her very kindly if she'd dance a step with me;
She wanted to know if I'd see her home to have a cup of tea,
No sooner was I inside the door when I heard her mother say:
Johnny, get up from the fire, get up and give the man a seat!
Don't you see he's Mr. McGuire and he's courting your sister Kate?
You know very well he owns a farm a little way out of town,
Will you get up out of there and be taking the air,
Let Mr. Maguire sit down.
Johnny, get up from the fire, get up and give the man a seat!
Don't you see he's Mr. McGuire and he's courting your sister Kate?
You know very well he owns a farm a little way out of town,
Will you get up out of there and be taking the air,
Let Mr. Maguire sit down.
A variant was collected in 1951 from John Power of Tors Cove, NL, and published as Pat McGuire in MacEdward Leach And The Songs Of Atlantic Canada © 2004 Memorial University of Newfoundland Folklore and Language Archive (MUNFLA).
