#02944
Miss Fogarty's Christmas Cake
(The McNulty Family) video
See also: Trinity Cake (Johnny Burke)
And also: The Rich Wedding Cake (Kenneth Peacock)
#1470 YouTube video by oldirishladdie
©2010 ~ Used with permission ~

As I sat at my window last evening,
The letterman brought unto me;
A little gilt-edged invitation,
Sayin', "Gilhooley come over to tea."
Sure, I knew that the Fogartys sent it,
So I went just for old friendship's sake;
And the first thing they give me to tackle,
Was a slice of Miss Fogarty's cake.

Now, there was plums and prunes and cherries,
There was 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,
Sure t'would build up a fine stomach ache;
It would kill a man twice after 'atin' a slice,
Of Miss Fogarty's Christmas cake.

Miss Mulligan wanted to taste it,
But really there wasn't no use;
They worked at it over an hour,
And they couldn't get none of it loose.
Till Kelly come in with a hatchet,
And Murphy come in with a saw;
That cake was enough be the powers,
To paralyze any man's jaw.

Now, there was plums and prunes and cherries,
There was 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,
Sure t'would build up a fine stomach ache;
It would kill a man twice after 'atin' a slice,
Of Miss Fogarty's Christmas cake.

Miss Fogarty, proud as a peacock,
Kept smiling and blinking away;
Till she fell over Flanagan's brogans,
And she spilt the homebrew in her tea.
"Oh, Gilhooley," she cried, "you're not eatin',
Try a little bit more for my sake."
"No thanks, Missus Fogarty," says I,
But I'd like the resate* for that cake."

Now, there was plums and prunes and cherries,
There was 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,
Sure t'would build up a fine stomach ache;
It would kill a man twice after 'atin' a slice,
Of Miss Fogarty's Christmas cake.

Maloney was took with the colic,
McNulty complained of his head;
McFadden lay down on the sofa,
And he swore that he wished he was dead.
Miss Daly fell down in hysterics,
And there she did wriggle and shake;
While every man swore he was poisoned,
Through eating Miss Fogarty's cake.

Now, there was plums and prunes and cherries,
There was 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,
Sure t'would build up a fine stomach ache;
It would kill a man twice after 'atin' a slice,
Of Miss Fogarty's Christmas cake.

*["resate" = receipt = recipe]
####.... Variant of a song by C Frank Horn [1851-1928] of Tamaqua and Middleport, Pennsylvania, published in 1883 by W F Shaw, Philadelphia, Pennsylvania. ....####
The video above features a variant recorded by The McNulty Family who popularized this song in Newfoundland and Labrador (Decca Records, 1941 78rpm.

See more songs by The McNulty Family.

Johnny Burke [1851-1930] of St John's, NL, wrote a song along a similar theme but with a different tune which was published as Trinity Cake in Gerald S Doyle's Old-Time Songs And Poetry Of Newfoundland: Songs Of The People From The Days Of Our Forefathers (Third edition, p.62, 1955).

Another song along this same theme but with a different tune was collected by Kenneth Peacock in 1958 from Levi Everett Bennett [1899-?] of St Paul's, NL, and published as The Rich Wedding Cake in Songs Of The Newfoundland Outports, Volume 1, pp.92-93, by the National Museum Of Canada (1965) Crown Copyrights Reserved.


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