Oh, me name is MacNamara, I'm the leader of the band
 Although we're few in numbers, we're the finest in the land
 We play at wakes and weddings and at every fancy ball
 And when we play the funerals, we play the March from Saul
 Oh, the drums go bang and the cymbals clang and the horns they blaze away
 McCarthy pumps the old bassoon while I the pipes do play
 And Henessee Tennessee tootles the flute and the music is somethin' grand
 A credit to old Ireland is MacNamara's band
 Right now we are rehearsin' for a very swell affair
 The annual celebration, all the gentry will be there
 When General Grant to Ireland came he took me by the hand
 Says he, "I never saw the likes of MacNamara's Band"
 Oh, the drums go bang and the cymbals clang and the horns they blaze away
 McCarthy pumps the old bassoon while I the pipes do play
 And Henessee Tennessee tootles the flute and the music is somethin' grand
 A credit to old Ireland is MacNamara's band
 Oh, my name is Uncle Julius and from Sweden I did come
 To play with MacNamara's Band and beat the big bass drum
 And when I march along the street the ladies think I'm grand
 They shout, "There's Uncle Julius playin' with an Irish band!"
 Oh, I wear a bunch of shamrocks and a uniform of green
 And I'm the funniest lookin' Swede that you have ever seen
 There is O'Brians, O'Ryans, O'Sheehans and Meehans, they come from Ireland
 But, by yimminy, I'm the only Swede in MacNamara's Band
 Oh, the drums go bang and the cymbals clang and the horns they blaze away
 McCarthy pumps the old bassoon while I the pipes do play
 And Henessee Tennessee tootles the flute and the music is somethin' grand
 A credit to old Ireland is MacNamara's band
 That's MacNamara