SPOKEN: How many o' ya know the story of ol' Seamus MacGregor? If ye know the words, raise a pint an' sing along wid us.
Staggered out to the gutter with a knife in his back,
Ol' Seamus was a-dyin'.
Three sheets to the wind, so he didn't see his end,
and now he won't be home in the morning.
Seamus MacGregor was a tough Scottish sod
But it's always the same in the end
Nobody like s a bully and a bully was he
And he died with nary a friend.
<4 blasts guitar and horns, then HORN THEME>
Straight off the boat from Scotland, an' down the pier,
Seamus waltzed straight into a bar.
Sayin' 'I'm the Best, of that there's no contest.
I'll take on any comers near or far.'
He was a barroom villain, all surly and mean,
So a fight wasn't hard to come by,
'Bout the only time he'd grin, was when he was fightin',
An' he'd get to mangle some unlucky guy.
CHORUS: Seamus the Hammer was his name in the streets,
And it's always the same in the end.
Nobody likes a bully, but a bully was he.
And he lived his life with nary a friend.
Seamus was a loner, no pals of his own,
And he didna seem to mind.
Always quick with the lip, 'fore his mood would flip.
Trouble wasn't ever hard to find.
He was known as a brawler with the shortest fuse.
Always quick to see red.
Once enraged, his temper couldna be caged
Short of a busted beer bottle to the head.
CHORUS: Seamus the Hammer was a tough Scottish sod,
But it's always the same in the end.
Nobody likes a bully, but a bully was he.
And he grew old with nary a friend.
Well, ol' Seamus one evenin' went out to the bar,
All the patrons cowered a-way.
Cept' a nervous lad named Rick, who with a clumsy flick,
Got his knife ready for his prey.
Rick waited for the moment when Seamus was drunk,
So he couldna mount a de-fense.
Then his blade plunged in, from the crowd an awful din,
As Seamus got his comeupance.
CHORUS: Seamus the Hammer was bleedin' in the streets.
And it's always the same in the end.
Nobody likes a bully, but a bully was he.
And he died with nary a friend.
So, we hoped ye liked our story and took it to heart,
Drunk and mean ain't no way for livin'.
Next time ye grab a beer, better spread around the cheer.
An' it might be yer life ye be savin'.
If ye gotta be a bother, don't go it alone.
Seamus' tale don't be ignorin'.
Bring a mate (or eight) and ye might avoid this fate.
So Buck-o better heed me warnin'.
CHORUS: Seamus the Hammer was his name in the streets,
And it's always the same in the end.
Nobody likes a bully, but a bully was he.
And he died with nary a friend.
CHORUS REPEAT: Seamus the Hammer was his name in the streets,
And it's always the same in the end.
Nobody likes a bully, but a bully was he.
And he died with nary a friend.
credits
from ...Makes Another Record!,
released May 31, 2014
Jay Butkowski - lead vocals, tin whistle
Rob Nelson - trumpet
Greg Grispart - tenor / alto sax
Dave Rattner - trombone
Reggie Dizon - keyboards
Rob Butkowski - rhythm & lead guitar
Dayv Frost - bass guitar, accordion, mandolin, bodhran, acoustic guitar
Mike Lamagna - drums, "1-2-3-4"
Featuring:
Mark Mangus - violin, additional recording
Shawn Struck - additional Irish talkin'
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