Rankin Family - Mull River Shuffle Lyrics

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Here comes mister macneil

The fine shape that he is in

There is no telling which way he'll feel

After his twister around the beinn

Raisin' the jar an raisin' hell

There's plenty of stories that they will tell

Some are born of true detail

And some are purely fiction.

Look up yonder it's old macpheee

He's having a few he can hardly see

Wrapped his buggy around a tree

Someone call the mounties

Raisin' the jar and raisin' hell

There's plenty of stories that they will tell

Some are born of true detail

And some are purely fiction

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Up spoke fine young cameron

At the dance got a fearful hammerin'

Today i'll stutter and stammer in

There'll be hell to pay come saturday

Raisin' the jar and raisin' hell

There's plenty of stories that they will tell

Some are born of true detail

And some are purely fiction

There they stand by the door

Selling bosch (pronounced bush) by the score

Asking you to buy somemore- along the shores of 'cocomagh

Raisin' the jar and raisin' hell

There's plenty of stories that they will tell

Some are born of true detail

And some are purely fiction

I'll go home i'll go home

Full of the devil and full of the rum

I'll go home i'll go home

We'll all go home in the morning

I'll go home i'll go home

Full of the devil and full of the rum

I'll go home i'll go home

We'll all go home in the morning

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